𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐂𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧

                           TANYA'S POV-

                     "तेरी बातें तो बहुत प्यारी थी,
                        पर कंभक्त तू नशे में था।"

Creepy streets that's how i describe the shop i am visiting right now. Aarav brought me here to get some bangles. Artificial ones.

"We can get the real ones." I shrug at the surroundings.

"No Tans these are iconic. And it's just here one more turn." He moves ahead and i carefully read the writings on the wall. Some sort of advertisements and some sort of notices. They even have drawings on them. Colours and faces. My steps are slow and i zoom at almost every other thing. People from all sides are gawking at me, like i am an alien or something. And some even are whispering in others ears. I don't feel odd because i have a lot of confidence in myself. But what about the females here?

Do they suffer the same? Or are they free? Maybe i am too behind to know about all this. Every other day i read a news about some victory or achievements of Indian women. Not that i get jealous but i do feel good. I was also an Indian woman only. But the other side is too much to bear with. I almost read about atleast one rape case daily that took place here in India. I won't say London is safe, it also has douchebags but it is still safer than India. Or rather there people don't force women. Thinking about other countries i do feel they are more safe.

India is really not developing but when i look in our areas, it is developing. How do i explain this now. Ugh. I take a deep sigh and glance where Aarav is standing.

His hands run through those colourful bangles. He smiles and i feel good. He isn't that playboy either. He is old school indeed.

"See Tans how beautiful they are. Every colour and every design. It's too pretty to be here. But again the people who make them aren't big enough to export them." His voice holds discomfort.

"Maybe these streets are beautiful because of these bangles." I stare at one pair. It's rose pink. I like them.

"Maybe." He repeats.

My hands struggle to fit those bangles in, when suddenly a little girl appears out of nowhere.

"Churiyan tut jayengi didi." She says glancing at my hand.

(Bangles will break.)

"Yeh aapke liye nahi bani." With this she moves to the stand and gets a new pair of green bangles. They are deep and attractive.

(These are not made for you.)

"Yeh pehno. Yeh aap par khoob jachengi." She helps me to get them on and i tingle them, loving how they sound.

(Wear these. They will suit you.)

"Tans you look good. They are so pretty and more pretty on you." Aarav winks at me and i return him a smile.