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Umrein lag jayngi isq ko
sabdo m bya krne mai
Jo krta jai jo jeeta
Wo hi jaan skta h
bus ehsaanso mai 🌼


Aarushi"s pov

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Aarushi"s pov


I hurriedly entered my room and started getting ready. Why? Because I had to dash to the market, finish my shopping quickly, and then head over to Paro’s place.

Yes, I might have sworn off marriage myself, but attending others' weddings is an entirely different joy—free food, dancing, and just an all-around good time! Besides, I’m the bride’s right-hand woman, after all.

I used to have many friends, but life happened—some got busy with their careers, others drifted away. Yet Paro was always there, my constant, and still is. Who else would tolerate me? I reassured myself.

Three Days Later...

Finally, today I’m going to Paro’s place. All my packing is done, so I grab my bag and head to the living room.

"For your journey, here are some kachauris and samosas. Don’t eat anything else on the way, or your stomach will act up. And yes, avoid overeating junk food at the wedding. Drive safely," said Mom, handing me the box.

“Oh, dear Lord, is this a shower of affection I’m hearing from Mishrain’s mouth?” I quipped, rolling my eyes.

“Yes, because I’m your mother. You’ll understand when you become one," she retorted.

“Oh, Mishrain, that day will never come because I’ll never let your son-in-law enter this house. Bye, everyone!" I waved goodbye and hopped into my Thar, ready to head to Delhi.

Yes, I own a Thar, bought with my hard-earned money from teaching dance.

"I’ll take my Thar only up to the airport, and from there, I'll catch a flight to Delhi.

Paro used to live with me in Mumbai, but then she moved to Delhi for work."

In the Evening, Upon Reaching Delhi...

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