Tucked with a load of problems involving my open hairs, the saree's pallu and a pair of high heels, I tripped and tumbled between my own legs for the nth time.
-"CAREFUL!" Dev shouted as he caught me from falling. He had been doing this ever since we stepped out of our home. He didn't say much then as we running out of time but now that the most important job of our life, our marriage, was done, he was sure to gril me away with his list of concerns, typically encoded with anguish and frustration.
"I am fine." I muttered with a little sigh and looked down, well aware of what was coming next.
-"How many times did I ask you not to wear this saree? Why don't you to ever listen to me haan??" And there he went shouting like a maniac.
I wish I was a little more generous to apologize to Dev for I knew that he was right indeed. I shouldn't have worn that saree, specially when I had zero capabilities of dealing with it! I wasn't going to say this infront of him though, I was least interested in proving him right or apologize in true terms. Yes, that was me, crazy and impossible and I was quite happy about it...atleast happy enough to gear myself for another round of verbal battle in that same morning.
"What do you mean? I should have came to my own wedding, dressed in a casual jeans and t-shirt??" I gritted at him.
-"You could have easily tried something else.. like a salwar or a traditional kurti?...Although jeans t-shirt is still a far better option!" He opined wisely.
"Are you nuts?!!" I screamed looking through his clueless eyes. However, his candid smirk told a different story and left me flustered in no time. "What kind of a man are you? You should have admired me in saree and complimented like a true gentleman. But here you are going on criticizing me!..What is it with you? Dint you want your bride to be dressed like this? Somewhat like an angel in white??" I asked pointing to my white dhakai jamdani.
Ayan had gifted this to me when he returned from Kolkata. Just one look at it and I was totally floored to its beauty. It was an exquisite combination of airiness and transparence with beautiful patterns woven all over the coral white base, lending an enchanting quality to the endless piece of cloth that was now drapped around my body in the most beautiful way.
Damn! Even I couldn't help admiring myself when I looked at my reflection on the mirror for the first time!!
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-"Tara, if I ask for something today, will you give it to me?" He spoke on a low note, bringing me out of my daze.
"Why will YOU ask for something? Shouldn't it be the other way around??" I sniggered.
-"Tara!!" He huffed in irritation.
"Fine. Say what you want." I made a gruesome face and looked elsewhere.
-"A permission." He stated as simply as that.
"A permission?" My eyes bulged as looked at him back, repeating the words he said.
