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[ marriage diaries, the family festivities - 2 ]
"Shahana chechi, these designs will look good on your arms. And these... for your legs. Don't you think so?", Ayesha, one of her young cousins, showed her the catalogue of models and she agreed to her sister's choice before showing to the mehendi artist.
It was late in the evening and the whole venue was filled with the function's excitement and nervousness, some of the younger ladies dancing to add more fun while a group of women sang traditional tracks.
"Halimah chechi, make sure chettah's name cannot be found easily.", the young girl precisely said to the woman who was drawing designs on the young bride's palms, when the latter gently tapped her shoulder with her other hand. "Ayesha, you are being too much. Stay quiet!", she said with a sweet chuckle.
"Arey wah! This is looking beautiful.", interrupted, they turned to see Afsal standing there, along with a few of his friends. "Halimah, I trust you to make my bride look even prettier, with the most beautiful mehendi.", he continued as he glanced at the young woman, the latter shyly blushing looking down.
Someone cleared their throat, breaking their moments, and they looked back at Noor and their cousin sisters, the man sighed. "Oh, my three musketeers. Why don't you, girls, go get your own henna done? At least, let us enjoy our pre-wedding rituals together."
Zoya walked in adjusting her dupatta as she was talking to her cousin, when they saw the small crowd at the mehendi section.
"Bhaijaan, try whatever you wish. We are not going to let you. Nadiya bua was calling for you.", Sana said.
"As if I would believe y...", he scoffed at her when he heard someone call his name. Turning back, they fell on the mother looking for him.
"Afsal, what are you doing here? Come, we need to get your mehendi done.", she walked in to see the whole group laughing at him, when he stood up to glare at the girls.
"Appi, come. Let's get our mehendi too.", Noor pulled her elder sister and the girls went to sit next to the henna artist. "First you, appi."
"You all do, first. I have work to do.", she declined and was to go to the elders when she heard their complaints.
"Appi, there are enough people to do the work. You come and have your mehendi done first, please.", she ordered her elder sister making her sigh. "Fine."
She sat on the white mattress where the mehendi wali was waiting for someone. She smiled at the latter and was shown up the models.
"Umm... let's go with this one. It will look simple and beautiful.", she pointed to the design and specifying the length of it, she stretched her right arm, palm side.
Aditya carried the little baby to the hall where the ladies were busy with the function, his brother trailing behind them, as they smiled at the women. The girl looked at the songs and dance joyfully as she giggled, clapping her hands in a slow pace. "Papa... papa... shon—"
"Yes, songs. You like songs, don't you?", he asked and kissed on her temple while she waved her hands at the ladies singing and playing music. She again clapped her hands giggling when they twirled slowly as per the steps, the others around chuckling at her cuteness making her conscious of the crowd.
"Mumma...", she asked her father looking back at him, before she distracted herself with the buttons lined up on his navy blue suit. "I don't know where your mumma is, she might be busy working."
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