As the wedding functions drew near, Akshara found herself deeply engrossed in overseeing the preparations and juggling her responsibilities at the academy. The extended absence, a departure from her usual week-long vacations, tested her reliance on the team she trusted back at her institute.
Amidst the whirlwind of activities, Akshara's busy schedule served as a shield, inadvertently providing an escape from the Goenkas' attempts to compensate for the past. However, rather than soothing her, these gestures only heightened her discomfort, pushing her patience to its limits.
Simultaneously, Arohi observed the evolving scenario with a growing sense of frustration. The family's attention appeared to be exclusively reserved for Akshara, leaving Arohi feeling overlooked and undervalued. The yearning for acknowledgment and affection lingered beneath the surface, overshadowed by the seemingly constant focus on her elder sister.
In this dynamic, if only Arohi took a moment to look beyond the apparent, she would have recognized the depth of love that her family held for her. The genuine affection and concern were there, camouflaged by the overwhelming spotlight on Akshara. The true essence of familial bonds often lies in the subtleties, waiting to be noticed by those who pause to pay attention.
A week before the Mehendi function, the Birlas initially planned a dinner at their place, but spontaneity prevailed as the family collectively decided to embark on a picnic instead. Arriving at the chosen spot, a serene haven surrounded by nature's tranquility, the atmosphere exuded a quiet charm.
The Birlas, already present and radiating a fresh, casual energy, greeted the arriving party. Abhimanyu's gaze naturally gravitated towards Akshara, who embodied a vision of summer elegance. She wore a flowing white sundress adorned with delicate yellow flowers, and a wide-brimmed straw hat casting a gentle shadow over her sun-kissed face. Completing her ensemble were comfortable yellow slippers, creating a perfect harmony for a leisurely picnic day.
In contrast, Abhimanyu opted for a laid-back yet refined look. Khaki shorts paired with a crisp white button-down shirt exuded an effortlessly relaxed vibe. A subtle touch of yellow in his canvas sneakers mirrored Akshara's attire, unintentionally creating a harmonious connection between them.
As the Birlas and Goenkas settled into the idyllic picnic setting, the unintentional coordination between Akshara and Abhimanyu became a subtle thread weaving through the shared moments, adding an unspoken layer of connection to the picturesque day.
Once everyone had settled, Nishta and Shifali, having formed a close bond with Akshara through their frequent phone conversations, suggested a game of badminton. Akshara's eyes lit up with excitement as badminton was her favorite sport, and the delightful weather only added to the fun. Teams were quickly organized, with Akshara, Arohi, Vansh, and Vastal facing off against Abhimanyu, Neil, Parth, and Shifali. Kairav and Anisha took on the roles of referees, ensuring fair play.
Nishtha, opting to enjoy the spectacle rather than participating, watched from the sidelines, not wanting to upset the balance of the teams. As the game unfolded, it became apparent that Akshara and Abhimanyu were the last ones standing, both fiercely determined not to concede defeat. The others gradually succumbed to fatigue after two hours of intense play.
Arohi observed the game in quiet contemplation, mindful of the complex emotions at play. She knew Abhimanyu's earlier admission that his initial agreement to meet her was driven by his mother's wishes rather than his feelings. The decision of whether to move forward rested with her, and she refused to let his tone sway her decision. Abhimanyu, caught in a delicate position, couldn't bring himself to outright reject her, fearing the potential complications and issues that might arise.
As the game concluded, Arohi remained composed, choosing not to create a scene. Despite the unspoken tension, the day's events had woven a tapestry of emotions, leaving the possibility of resolution and understanding lingering in the air. The game had revealed not just badminton prowess but also the intricate dance of relationships, where decisions and sentiments intertwined, awaiting their moment of clarity.
The badminton game reached a suspenseful tie, and the players gracefully shook hands, causing another subtle electric sensation they chose to overlook. Mimi's call for lunch halted the competition, and the group gathered with appetites fueled by the spirited match. As they approached the dining area, the magnetic connection between Akshara and Abhimanyu persisted.
Seated at the lunch spread, Akshara's anticipation for the delicious food heightened. The starters presented a burst of colors, featuring a tempting array of fresh salads. Among them, a vibrant Greek salad adorned with tomatoes, cucumbers, and feta added a refreshing touch. Bowls of quinoa and roasted vegetables contributed to the wholesome spread, accompanied by crisp multigrain crackers and hummus for dipping.
The snack selection included crisp samosas with tangy tamarind chutney and the flavorful papdi chaat, garnished with an array of spices. To satiate sweet cravings, an assortment of traditional Indian sweets graced the table, featuring tempting delights like gulab jamun and coconut ladoos.
Moving on to the main course, the centerpiece was a fragrant vegetable biryani, complemented by perfectly grilled paneer tikka skewers. A side of cool mint raita provided a refreshing contrast to the aromatic richness of the biryani.
Quenching their thirst were chilled glasses of mango lassi and watermelon mint juice, served in charming mason jars. The refreshing beverages offered a burst of coolness, perfectly complementing the sunny ambiance of the picnic day.
As the group indulged in the delectable feast, the shared moments around the table echoed with laughter and the joy of good company. The food became a conduit for conversations and shared connections, transforming a simple picnic into a memorable and heartwarming experience.
As the family delved into discussions about combining the mehendi functions of both the bride and groom, the younger members seized the opportunity to playfully tease Abhimanyu and Arohi. The banter, although lighthearted, introduced a subtle tension that made Abhimanyu visibly uncomfortable, his discomfort mirrored in Akshara's eyes. Both remained in a state of denial, steadfastly refusing to acknowledge anything beyond the familial camaraderie.
In the teasing, Arohi sported a confident smile, envisioning a future where she might finally receive what she believed she deserved. However, the complexities of relationships seldom adhere to plots and plans. Arohi, in her anticipation, failed to realize that genuine connections and affections couldn't be manipulated.
The picnic continued with moments of laughter, shared stories, and the subtle undercurrent of unspoken emotions. Before anyone could fathom it, it was time to bid farewell to the idyllic setting.
To be continued...
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