_after two months_
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Aditi's POV
Here I am getting ready for my engagement. Yes, the day... The only day I will be turning to half Mrs Ahuja. I could not believe that I had really consumed this decision. After talking with Kartik on the phone, I can say that he is a nice person, not only a nice but understanding, calm and caring one.Well, I had designed my own lehenga for today's event. This is special, in fact, everything is special. Watching yourself in your own designed outfit would never be less than any dream.
Okay well, I had designed a beautiful light pink lehenga with floral thread embroidery on it, not forgetting to add a net dupatta border with silver lace around it, matching with the same pick shaded heavy embroidered blouse with square shaped neck design.
Tying an Indian bun, with the two flicks of course, with a Mang tika in the middle portion. Having a fit neck necklace with green diamonds in it and pairing with a pair of matching earrings too. I have worn single bangles in my both hands from the matching jewellery set. The henna on my hand was making them look more better, it was showing that these hands are of no one's but the soon to be bride's.
Just when, someone knocked on the door, waiting for me to indicate whoever there is to come inside and I did.
Me- "Come in....." I was settling down my dupatta when I heard a loud gasp.
Kritika- "Ohhh Myyyy Godddd.....!!! Di, kya ye aap hi hai ? Ya fir main kisi galat room mein aa gayi ?"
Me- "Agar compliments Dena nahi aata toh mat dena....!!" I had a fake complaint.
Kritika- "Arey di, really....!! You look like 'Swarg se utri huyi kokil kanthi apsara.'....."
Me- "Woah, really ? Thanks a lot, Kritika." I blushed.
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𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐆𝐫𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐓𝐨 𝐄𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬 : The Aditi And kartik Saga
Ficción General_𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐆𝐫𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐓𝐨 𝐄𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐬_ The Aditi and Kartik Saga > The two families were inseparable during the Shah family's visits to Mumbai or vice versa, strengthening a bond that transcended distance. Th...