Teri Meri Kahani

1. Their wholesome life

Mansi's POV:

The world around me feels surreal as I move my body with the beats, slow with the rhythm and powerful with grace. I see my surroundings spinning around me as I twirl on my feet. The world feels ethereal when I dance, as If I am living a new life, a new character. Every dance form has its own story, has its own grace and has its own importance. Though I haven't mastered any of these dance forms, neither have I been trained professionally, but I feel a connection towards dancing, I can feel the music within me. How I started dancing? well it was all because of this dumbass, my so called best friend.

I was still spinning around with the rhythm of the slow music in the background when someone brought me to halt with their strong grasp around my waist. I initially panicked but calmed down when I felt the similar soothing feeling. I don't know who this guy is but I feel instant comfort whenever he's near me. He holds my waist tightly as he spins me with him and lifts me up in the air only to bring me down again. He again twirls me by my finger while I just move according to his guidance with a huge smile on my face. He then pulled me closer towards himself as he placed a gentle kiss on my forehead and was about to proceed-

TEJAL: Mansi wake up! you're getting late!! you're in class 12th for god's sake this year is so important and you're still sleeping?????!!!

I woke up with a jolt because of this sudden thunderstorm in my room, or should I say mom?

MANSI: maa chill! its just 6 a.m. You leave I'll come down after I get ready.

TEJAL: and don't I know what will happen after I leave? There's no way I am leaving before I see you entering the washroom and I listen to the shower. I know you very well.

MANSI: ughhh maa I promise I'll be there!

She chuckled at my tantrums and came closer to me and engulfed me in a motherly hug. She was my safe place. Of course after dad, he's the best. But It doesn't change the fact that I share all my secrets with maa. She's always been there for me and never judged me. She was there to guide me through all ups and downs and has been my pillar. For me she was the best mother and so much more. She planted a gentle kiss on my forehead and cupped my face.

TEJAL: mera baccha. Get ready and come down soon. You're dad will drop you.

I immediately straightened up when I heard that dad was going to drop me. Due to his busy schedule, dad gets very less time to spend with us and I would grab any such opportunity to spend more time with him. But being busy never stopped him from having breakfast with all of us and dinner too. He was a man of his words and knew how to handle things. I look up to him for inspiration and he never fails to support me. I quickly got up from my bed and sprinted towards the bathroom. I quickly brushed my teeth followed by a warm and relaxing shower. I have a habit of using scented body wash, it makes me smell good and also clears my mind for a strange reason. And my favorite scent is jasmine. Fresh, sweet and lively just like me.

I came out of the bathroom when I saw my outfit and accessories sprawled onto the bed. Maa.
I chuckled at her gesture and shook my head with awe. She's always been like this. Well and her choices and understanding of clothes is way better than mine which is justified because duh, she's the most successful fashion designer of the country. She and dad both are always highlighted when the outfits designed by them are worn by all celebrities but yet that didn't stop my parents from being humble. We still live a good but humble neighborhood. Not that we can't afford a bungalow or a villa, but mom and dad just chose to be like this. They tell the bigger the house, the greater is the distance between the people living in it. Well, that kinda makes sense. But anyway, I started getting dressed with the kurti and the palazzo set that mom had selected for me and as always, it was voila. It was a pastel pista green set with silver jhumkas and it was all it took to make me look pretty. And yes, we had color dress and no uniform.