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As I saw him inside my house, the only thing that came to my mind was that this must be fate or a decision by the universe to bring someone unknown so close

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As I saw him inside my house, the only thing that came to my mind was that this must be fate or a decision by the universe to bring someone unknown so close. But wait, what the hell, Vanya? What are you thinking? Tomorrow is your wedding, and here you are, staring at him.

I quickly divert my eyes in another direction, trying to shake off those thoughts. As I sit down, all the ladies gather around me for the haldi ceremony. They start applying the yellow turmeric paste on my skin, symbolizing blessings and auspiciousness for the upcoming wedding. I feel a mix of excitement and shyness in that moment, knowing that this is a special part of my desi wedding rituals.

 I feel a mix of excitement and shyness in that moment, knowing that this is a special part of my desi wedding rituals

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After the haldi ritual, Vanya retreats to her room. To her surprise, Aman follows her inside.

"Hello," he says, breaking the silence.

Vanya playfully responds, "Oh, it's you? Hanuman ji, how are you?"

Aman chuckles and corrects her, "Actually, I'm not Hanuman."

Vanya explains with a smile, "But the first time we met, you were dressed as Hanuman ji, so I started calling you that."

Aman grins and counters, "Fair enough, then I'll call you Sita."

𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐀 : 𝐀 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐓Where stories live. Discover now