𝗥𝘂𝗵𝗶 𝗠𝗲𝗵𝘁𝗮
A sunshine yet bold girl, obsessed with bollywood and books, sweetheart for most, poison for others.
𝗦𝗶𝗱𝗱𝗵𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗵 𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗸𝗸𝗮𝗿
A cold and reserved guy, doesn't care for anything other then his priorities, yet a darling t...
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Nine months felt like nine minutes and just like that, Navratri came to an end.
The nine days of joy, celebration, devotion, dance, everything is over. This year's Navratri was different for me. I mean, this year, I played garba with my pasandida mard, so obviously it was special.
Other than the lively garba and the spiritual atmosphere, this Navratri was filled with a lot of chaos. With the guys, it was a whole different level of enthusiasm. Their energy was unmatchable. We knew Rishi might be good at playing garba, but our jaws dropped when we saw Siddharth, lost in the music, his feet moving in rhythm, no one would say that this is the same boring Siddharth we regularly see in class.
Ruhi and Radhika, as always, amazed everyone by their dance. Our group even received a prize for the best team garba competition.
Well, Naman...when we had a garba celebration in school, I remember how he outperformed everyone with his moves. While Naman was a garba champion, I learned garba properly, because of my girls.
Also, we didn't miss a chance to entertain ourselves with the constant bickering between Siddharth and Ruhi. While Rishi occasionally flirted with Ruhi and Radhika, he tried to flirt with me too, but Naman immediately shut him up. Moreover, Rishi and Radhika have become really close.
However, the fun have come to an end. We are back to our regular routine.
I was getting ready, when I felt a sharp pain in my lower abdomen. Periods?
I went to the washroom and saw blood. Ugh!
Ignoring the pain, I quickly got ready and left for college. I reached their and saw Ruhi standing there.
I went up to her and she said, "Oh, you came. Just wait for a minute, Radhika is almost there. "
A few seconds later, Radhika came along with her mother in the car. She came out along with her mother. We wished her good morning. All of our parents know us very well.
Radhika said, "Yaar, my scooter got punctured, so mon had to drop me."
Neha aunty, Radhika's mother, asked, "How's life going, kids?"
I politely replied, "It's going well."
I can never talk to elders so openly, I don't know why, that's just me.
But Ruhi?, she started saying, "What should I say aunty? I get so tired everyday, you know? No one's home, so I have to do all the work by myself! Cooking, cleaning, studying, everything! Plus, job!", saying this, she sighed in mock exasperation.
Neha aunty said dramatically, " Oh my poor child! You work so hard! And here this girl! Doesn't even think of helping me cut vegetables, God! Every parent should get a daughter like Ruhi!"
We all chuckled while Radhika made a face.
Radhika spoke, sounding offended, "Hawww! Mummy! Who cleaned all the fans yesterday? Who organized all those drawers? Do you guys even know how much work she makes me do in the name of Diwali!"
