Diya Goenka is 21, a normal fun loving, polite but very stubborn Indian girl. She is eldest of three siblings. She is a student of architecture and recently completed her degree, she has come to UK for her further studies and to doing the job declar...
" Neera, Kya ker rahi ho? Dee ko kyun pehle mehendi laga rahi ho?" (Neera, what are you doing? Why are you applying henna on Dee first?) Chhoti squealed at the henna artist. What's with this girl now?!
" Tumhe nahi paata k main thori der mai party ko nachane wali hoon? Pehle mujhe lagao." (Don't you know I am going to rock the party in a while?! Apply on my hands first.) She squealed again. I sighed. It was the mehendi function today. Already started actually. Girls started to apply henna. Even my in laws.
" Chasie pie wans ith." I heard Chase whining to his mom.
" You can't have it. If we apply you a while later it will me in your mouth. You will eat it all." Natasha said.
" I wan, I wan." Chase whined again.
" Come here, Chasie pie." I said. He came to me.
" Want this?" I asked him and he nodded. " Ok, let's have it." I said and applied henna on his little palm. He was looking at it curiously. I kissed on his forehead. He smiled widely. "Like it?" I asked him.
" Yesh." He said. I kept holding his hands so that he can't shove his hand in his mouth. I kept him distracted by telling him stories. Soon it dried and I took him to wash off his hands. He was looking at his hands smilingly. He slipped down from my arms and ran to Leonore.
" Nolaaaaaa." He squealed and reached her. He showed her his hands. Divya was applying henna on Leonore's hands.
" Will my hands look like this, Diva?" Leonore asked Divya. I laughed so hard. She calls her Diva instead of Divya. How cute!!!
" Of course, Princess. It will look beautiful." Divya said. She smiled widely. I wanted to see if Mom wanted any help. So, I walked towards the kitchen. When I reached in the corridor someone pulled me in the darkest part of it. I was about to shout at the person who did it but then I sighed seeing the person.
" You scared me." I said to him.
" You're looking extremely beautiful." He said smilingly.
" I know." I said smirkingly. He narrowed his eyes at me. I was wearing a pale yellow saree today and my mom chose the attire. Her choice is always the best. After all whose mom is she!!!
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" You should say thank you for the compliment." He said.
" You're late to say that. Everyone already said that, Noel Axton." I said but wrapped my arms around his neck.
" I wanted to be the last, so that you remember that it was me who said you are beautiful at the end of the day." He said and I smiled. He wrapped his arms around my waist. As his hands touched the bare skin of my waist to tease me I gulped. " You are beautiful, Babe. Beautiful like.." he stopped.
