"For all the girls who crave a love that's gentle in the daylight yet consuming in the dark. The kind of man who holds your hand with warmth, speaks with quiet devotion, and protects you like his own heart-until the door closes. Then, he's all fire...
I woke up with a loud bang on the door. Mom is shouting...
Mrs. Ranjana:- "Diya, wake up... It's already 9."
As soon as I heard her, I looked at the clock and oh sh*t, it's 9. I quickly got up from the bed and ran towards the door. Mom was standing there fuming in anger.
Ranjana:- Diya, what is wrong with you!! I told you na that today Mrs. Saxena and her son will come to see you.
Okay, guys I'm dead. I'm completely dead. How can I forget about this?? What the hell is wrong with me. I somehow managed to speak...
Sorry Mom...
Ranjana:- It's okay... Now go and get ready fast.
With that she kissed my forehead.
(𝓢𝓶𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰):- Thank you mom, I'll be coming within half an hour.
She nodded her head and went downstairs. I closed the door and then I came in front of the mirror. What?? I love myself and I can stare at myself for hours.
Okay, let me give you guys a chotu sa introduction about myself. I'm Diya Sinha, a sweet, bubbly, carefree and not to forget clumsy girl. I've completed my Master's degree in dance and with that, I work in an NGO. We do various social campaigns and environment campaigns as well. I'm a classical dancer and I have my own dance academy. Also, I can perform hip - hop and bollywood styles alao. So yah, that's all about me. Baki chalo main ready hoti hi, warna bohot marr padegi.
Author's POV:-
Diya quickly did the morning chores, took a bath and came outside. She then took out the saree which her mom brought for her. She wore the saree, applied kajal to create a smokey eye liner effect, then she put some kajal on her lower lash line, mascara, a maroon lipstick, jhumkas and completed her look with a small hindi and a bracelet. Her long hair was left open.
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Diya's look
She came down stairs. Everyone was busy with the arrangements.
Diya:- Mom!!
Ranjana ji came out from the kitchen. She kept staring at her daughter. Their daughter, their little Diya grew up so quickly and now she is going to get married. He father came out from the study and he was also emotional.
Ravi:- My princess is looking so beautiful today. Ranjana:- Yes!!
Diya herself got emotional. She quickly hugged both of them. After few minutes, Ranjana ji told
Ranjana:- Diya, baccha come quickly and have your breakfast.
Diya nodded her head and sat on the chair. She quickly had Poha with a cup of chai. This was her favorite breakfast.
