"ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴅʀᴀᴍᴀ, ɪ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴅᴇᴀʟs ɪɴsᴛᴇᴀᴅ ! "
"ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ɢᴇᴛ sᴀᴅ, ɪ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇ sᴏɴɢs ɪɴsᴛᴇᴀᴅ! "
[The story revolves around two mafia families and their revenge & two souls fighting to stay together till the last..]
It's our sangeet day and I could feel my every bone screaming in excitement and also crying to get rest. I have been practicing my ass off for the last two weeks for my different dances, I wanted everything to be perfect. But I did more practice yesterday, so I was feeling tired . But the excitement is so high that I will forget about tiredness once I reach the stage.
We would wear a twinning outfit again and the color will be sky blue. I was wearing an off-shoulder blouse with a lehnga which had heavy embroidery towards the end. I personally liked it, so Abir chose an outfit with the same color as mine..
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I have semi-curled my hair and the wavy look was matching the outfit and I was looking good.. I didn't put in much makeup because I will sweat a lot while dancing and I didn't want to check on my make up again and again.. After getting ready I went out, my family was waiting for me on the ground floor.. I lifted my lehenga a little and started walking down the stairs..
Mumma & Papa came towards the stairs, as I reached the last stair they both forwarded their hands.. I held their hands and got down, I was smiling ear to ear.. "You both are looking so perfect! " I gave them a compliment, mummy smiled in return, but papa didn't say anything.. I circled my arm around his bicep and kept my head on his shoulder as we both started walking towards the venue..
"Papa.. If you will keep this grumpy face, how will I be able to enjoy anything? " I muttered, mumma was walking with me and other members of my family were coming behind us.. Papa wiped his tears, "It's not my vidai papa, " I pouted, I felt heavy in my chest after seeing his tears.. "Don't forget me after marriage! " He whispered, I stopped and looked at him.. "Mumma, why don't you just scold him? " I continued and moved my gaze to my papa.. "How can I forget my first love? The hero of my life? "
I crossed my hands over my chest, he chuckled and hugged me.. "He is just seeking attention, " Mumma commented, I laughed along with her.. We trio walked towards the sangeet venue, it's an open sky arrangement for today.. The weather was quite cool today.. A stage was there and for group dances the center place was chosen. Sofas were placed all around it..
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