[A DESI ROMANTIC LOVE STORY]
Meeting you was destined, otherwise, coincidences wouldn't have been so beautiful.
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~World say that the moon is the prettiest, but I bet even the moon gets shy infront of her!~
𝗥𝗨𝗗𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗦𝗛 𝗥𝗔𝗜𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗗 a 2...
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Next day; 10:10 am.
"Ye wala nhi, ye wala lete he."
"Ye wala usse jyada acha lagega."
"Ek kaam karte he dono le lete he, dono hi ache he." Mom and dad was selecting sweets.
("Choose this one, not that."
"This one will suit better."
"Why choose? Let's take both, they're both great.")
"Aree yaar jara dekhna mujhse ye zip nhi lag rhi he." With that sudden voice of ruhi made me flinch and my earing fell on the floor.
("Hey, help me. This zipper won't co-operate with me)
I turned from the mirror, shaking my head. "Can't you behave normally for once?"
Ruhi blossomed in a vibrant magenta pink dress, its flower-print fabric radiating joy. Golden bangles encircled her wrists like sunshine, while silver earrings and a heart-shaped pendant added subtle sparkle.
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Ruhi came closer, pushing her hair aside, and fumbled with the zipper.
She came forward and pulled her hairs front and I tried to zip her zip. "Kha kha ke bhes ho gyi he." I taunted and zipped.
(You're being fat now)
"No one can match my fitness level." She said in confident look and walk out.
I sighed and turned back to the mirror, putting on my earrings. Today was a special day – the pooja ceremony for Bhai's and Bhabhi's wedding at the Raichand mansion.
I slipped into the stunning red dress Rudra had gifted me. The fitted bodice and flowing skirt made me feel elegant. I left my hair loose, cascading down my back. I preferred a natural look, so I kept my makeup simple – just a swipe of kajal and a delicate bindi.
The dress's full sleeves eliminated the need for bangles or bracelets. Finally, I draped the duppata around my shoulders, completing my ensemble. Pretty.
