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...
" Wow, Dee. Look at the color." Chhoti said holding my hands and I chuckled. Yes. Noel was right when he said it will turn black. My henna got a deep color.
" Haan na." (Yeah, true.) Divya said.
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" This is a proof." Chhoti said.
" Kaisa proof?" (What kind of proof?) Divya asked.
" Proof of love." Chhoti said.
" Come here, Chhoti." I said and patted the place beside me. She came to me and placed her head on my lap. I chuckled running my fingers through her hair.
" Tumhe paata hai, Chhoti, pyaar ko koyee sabot ki jaroorat nahi hai. Ager mehendi ka rang fike bhi hotay na to bhi mujhe koyee phark nahi padta, kyun ki mujhe paata hai Noel mujhse bohot pyaar kertay hain. Mehendi ka rang pyaar ko thori change ker sakti hai!!!" (You know, Chhoti, love doesn't require any proof. Even if the color of henna was light I wouldn't mind. Cause, I know Noel loves me a lot. Color of henna can't change love, can it?) I asked her.
" Hmm, samajh gyi." (Hmm, I understand) Chhoti said.
" That's like my Chhoti." I said kissing her forehead.
" True you said Diya." Divya said." Happy for you, Smarty pants." She said and hugged me. I hugged her back. Gonna miss spending time with her after getting married it will be difficult to find out time as she always has a busy schedule.
" Thank you, First officer, Kashyup." I said and she giggled. Last night we slept in my room together. We talked until midnight. It was still 5:00 in the morning we woke up earlier.
" Chaalo." (Let's go.) Suddenly Chhoti stood up and said out of nowhere.
" Kaha?" (Where?) I asked her.
" Morning walk." She said. I chuckled.
" Chaal." (Let's go.) I said to Divya. She shook her head but still stood up.
We stood up and walked downstairs. Everyone must be sleeping. We came out of the house. The morning was beautiful. There was something different in it. Or it's just different for me because I am getting married today?! Of course it was different for me. It's special for me. Very very special. I want to cherish every moment of the day deep into my heart. I am just so happy today and very grateful to God for granting my wishes. I am very very grateful. I feel special. I feel different. I feel alive.
" Kya soch rahi ho?" (What are you thinking?) Divya asked me which bring me back to reality. We were walking by the lake near our house. I smiled shaking my head.
" Mujhe paata hai, Dee." (I know, Dee) Chhoti said.
" Kya paata hai, Chhoti?" (What do you know, Chhoti?) I asked her surprisingly.
" Mujhe paata hai tum Kya soch rahi ho." (I know what you are thinking about.) She said.
" Kya soch rahi hoon main?" (What am I thinking about?) I asked narrowing my eyes at her. I knew she might be thinking something stupid. I knew it very well.
