~~~~~~~~~~Vikram~~~~~~~~~
Me and my mom went in bike to the marriage hall. It was garland exchange ceremony post the kasi yatra that was happening at the entrance of the hall.
I dropped my mom and went to park the bike. When I came the relatives of bride and groom were having fun with the event. The Bride was lifted high by her cousins and they came fast to throw the garland on the groom.
The groom, now lifted by his cousins, was quickly moved back to dodge the garland. As I walked toward them, enjoying the festivities, someone bumped into me, causing me to catch their shoulders to steady myself.
I looked down to see Harini dressed in blue saree. She belongs to the groom side I guess. When they all came back , she too took steps backward and hit my chest. The jasmine garland in her hair made me look to the other side to avoid sniffing it.
"hey paathu.. paathu" (be careful) I heard some of her cousins say.
Upon seeing me, she turned her face to the front and moved aside. I too did not take any glance at her, as everything in this ceremony will be captured in video.
Post that function, oonjal ceremony started. It is not necessary for me to stand there, as it is all ladies function. Yet I was forced to stand by my mom.
The one who is singing there, we have got a marriage proposal for you with her ,my mom was pointing out to a girl who was beside the swing where the bride and groom are seated.
I looked to see Harini singing.
"That blue saree ah?" I asked with shocking expression.
"pcchh.. not blue.. The green one who is beside her"
"maa.. so you made me come here to meet this girl ah? Again another marriage proposal?"
"We know you will not believe your brother today when he refrains you from coming. Hence we made your Dad do the acting for you to meet the alliance here"
Kudumbama idhu.. ellan nadikaranga.. yara nambardhuney therila.
(Everyone in my family are acting very well and cheating me. I don't even know whom I should believe)
"Maa. Please ma.. Then I will leave now."
"dei.. dei.. please stay here. don't create scene here" my mom pleaded, begged and persuaded to which I did not give in at all. Finally she blackmailed me saying she will fix that girl for me for sure if I don't stay.
"just be with me till we leave, even if you don't like her" she warned me.
Post the oonjal celebrations, we went to the hall and sat on a chair. Harini was seen walking on the stage doing some work. With the way she was behaving , I guessed it must be her relatives wedding. And I believe she belongs to the groom side.
There were some stalls put up. I decided to get the juice for my mom, as it would take time for the lunch to start.
They had grape juice and Mosambi.
I saw Harini and 2 of her cousins, I guess standing near the counter drinking the juice, cracking jokes and laughing. I went near them. Harini saw me through the corner of her eyes, yet she concentrated on her cousins and did not divert her attention here.
"which juice you need?" the waiter asked.
"ahh.. I need 2 mosambi. I like mosambi a lot"
Upon hearing me say that, Harini spat out a little of the juice she was drinking and began to choke, coughing violently. Her cousin, who was nearby, gave her a firm pat on the back.
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