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Anirudh's unexpected arrival with my engagement attire, he was dressed in a blue kurta. Why the hell is he doing a delivery boy's service? I need to change this designer for sure. He put them all on the bed. He sat on the couch taking a sigh of relief.
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"Why do you collect them? I told him to deliver it.", I questioned trying to understand his actions.
"Aunty told me to collect them on my way here," he explained, his attention still focused on his phone.
"Okay then...He's safe" I said retrieving my engagement kurta from the pile he had brought.
"Who? The designer?" he inquired to which I hummed.
As I dressed in the purple kurta set adorned with intricate stonework, memories of the past two years flooded my mind. The rudraksha around my neck, which I hadn't worn in years, suddenly felt like a comforting reminder of the faith I had once held before that incident but after meeting her I felt that pull again towards Bhole Baba. We have nothing in common except our love for him. I set my hair in front of the dressing table and sprayed perfume.
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Glancing at Anirudh, who was engrossed in his phone, I couldn't help but feel a pang of irritation.
"It's my engagement and you seem too busy with your phone...", I remarked.
