REYA SHARMA
She's got the eyes of innocence, the face of an angel. A personality of a dreamer and a smile that hides more pain than you can ever imagine.
VAYUSH KASHYAP
"...Her eyes make me think of wide open skies that I've never actually seen, onl...
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"Kittu!" Mumma called my name for the fifth time now, her voice a mix of urgency and impatience.
"We have to leave for the airport!" she reminded me, but I was still sitting amidst a mess of clothes, half-packed and totally distracted.
I glanced at the clock, realizing I was far from done with the packing, and the time was slipping away faster than I'd expected.
"Aa rahi hu Mumma!" I shouted back, hurriedly trying to throw everything into the suitcase, my mind still racing with thoughts of the upcoming surprise.
I finally reached the living room, dragging my suitcase behind me, where my parents were already waiting.
Mumma gave me a small, reassuring smile, but it was my father who pulled me into an emotional hug.
He held me tightly, his voice soft with emotion, "You're getting married now... my little girl is all grown up."
I smiled, feeling the warmth of the moment, but the curiosity still gnawed at me.
I pulled back slightly and looked between the two of them. "Okay, now can I know where we're heading?" I asked, hoping they'd finally spill the secret.
But they both shrugged, sharing a knowing smile. "It's all a surprise for you," Mumma said casually, as if it was the most natural thing in the world.
Frustrated, I stomped my foot like a child. "Ugh, fine!" I muttered, grabbing my bags and heading for the door.
The mystery was driving me crazy, but I had no choice but to play along.
We reached the airport in about an hour, and by then, curiosity was eating away at me.
I was certain I'd finally find out where we were going once we checked in. But, to my complete surprise, even the airport staff were in on the secret.
Every time I tried to sneak a peek or ask a casual question, they smiled and stayed tight-lipped, adding to my growing frustration.
I couldn't believe it. "Like, are you serious?" I muttered under my breath, shaking my head in disbelief. This surprise was getting bigger by the minute, and I had no clue what was coming.
Frustrated and unable to crack the mystery, I quickly pulled out my phone and texted Vayu:
"You better be ready for this, Vayu! If this surprise doesn't live up to the hype, you're in trouble!"
I hit send, half-serious, half-amused, but the anticipation was starting to get to me.
If he thought keeping me in the dark like this was fun, he had no idea what was coming if this surprise didn't meet my expectations.
Finally, the boarding announcement rang through the terminal, and I felt a mix of relief and anxiety wash over me.
I was completely off the charts with curiosity, desperate to know where we were headed.
