Manpriya is a Punjabi girl and from a happy and cheerful family. She was good at studies from beginning and completed her medical courses at London.
When she returned home she found her fate had already been decided by her family but she accepted i...
1 week almost passed and now it's time for Ganesha Sthapan.
[Ganesha Sthapan or Ganesha Maatliis said to be the beginning of the wedding ceremonies and rituals. In this ceremony, both the families conduct Ganesh Pooja at their home few days prior to the wedding. Couple and their families pray for their happy and successful married life.]
The whole family is busy in arrangements as I'm casually stuffing myself with chips, followed by television. I'm not interested in poojas and all those but who will explain that to my mother?
"How many times do I have to tell you to stop eating chips?!" Mom yelled at me, holding the bucket of fruits. "It contains onions!"
"Uff-so what?"
"So what?" She mimicked me. "Don't you know that The Chauhan family is Jain?"
[Gujarati Jain families are not allowed to eat onions and garlic as they are considered as non-veg]
Ugh!!!! Now I can't even eat chips?
"Bechari hamari Peu (Our poor Peu)" My cousins said with an Aww tone.
I sighed and threw the packet of chips inside the dustbin, obviously after eating it. After that I got ready in a yellow saree and came downstairs for the Pooja.
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I joined my parents and relatives as they already decorated our small temple and the Idol of Ganesh.
Our family priest started the Pooja and we also started praying.
"Ladoo"
[Laddu or laddoo is a spherical sweet originating from the Indian subcontinent]
I opened my eyes slowly and found Nilangana looking at the ladoos like they are pizzas . Yea, they are... at least for her.
"Hey Nilu!" I whisper shouted.
"Let's eat those!" She smiled brightly.
"Not now, let my Pooja end." I said as she pouted. I joined my hands and started praying.
God, I just want the Chauhan family to treat me nicely. According to all the Indian join families, I don't want them to mistreat me or mentally harass me...and *whispers* If possible, please turn them into non- vegetarian.
I opened my eyes as the Pooja finally ended and the priest gave tilak in our foreheads and them mom and aunt started distributing the prasad.
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Nilangana was stuffing herself with delicious sweets as I took a bite from my ladoo while watching a movie with my cousins when someone jumped on me.
"Oii! Bale-Bale!"
"Ugh! Manprit! Just get off me!" I shouted as he snatched the ladoo from my hand and started eating it.
"Thank god you remembered my name. I thought you forgot that you have a brother." He said, with fake hurting tone.
