《Flying High ●Completed●》15.WEDDING(1)
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A happy marriage is about three things:
memories of togetherness
forgiveness to each other and
Promise to never give up on
each other.
After that night I more or less became sure of marrying him. Abhimanyu was a true business man and a great one at that, the last thing he would do is break his own words. I trust him.
Now once again I am sitting in a corner of the boutique. Doing exactly nothing waiting for my wedding dress, Yes it's my rehearsal dressing section. I didn't see the dress yet. It would be a lie if I said I was not excited.
This time Mama didn't give me an option she told me I have to wear heels
Yes heels, my worst nightmare.
On my engagement I escaped somehow but this time she won't let me. She needs everything to be perfect. And her definition of perfection coincidentally includes the damn high heels.
"To get the perfect alignment for the dress you have to do this" she ordered. This mother and son duo are really same, commandos.
I fell down 5 times already trying those 'Killer heels' and now I know why Leah told that.
That thing is sure gonna kill me.
"And there you go!" Mama exclaimed
When they asked me what's my dream wedding attire I was not sure.
Even though I have thought of getting married one day, but I never really had a dream attire or anything. But seeing this dress I think now I know what I want.
Now I know not only son but also Mama understand me more than I know myself. I really want to wear the dress and go and parade in a gathering or something.
Can I get married today??
With Abhimanyu?? My innerself retorted
No I will pass.
So I just satisfied myself by hugging Mama.
"Mama you are the best"
"Did you really like it?"she asked with a little nervousness. This is what I like in her, she is always so humble.
"Mom I don't like it I love it Thankyou"
We did the complete rehearsal and met with the wedding planner for some final selections.
After 3 days from now marks the starting of the wedding with the Sangeeth.
***
Sangeeth is a function of dance and music. It's more of a prestigious issue between the families.
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We 5 are going for a group dance with me in the centre, you know, I'm the Bride.
But there is one small defect in this
I don't know how to dance.
I still don't know how Abhimanyu made me dance the other day. He really guided me well in the dancefloor. I have to give him that.
So right now we are sitting here after an intense practice section. If you consider including small breaks Leah and Anna takes out for rest more like to flirt every five minutes.
"Did you try to ask Ananya what they are doing?" Rits asked.
"She is not even attending my calls from yesterday night" Leah informed
Told you!
It's a war.
Other than the group dance following are there:
1.Leah and Anna
2.Anna and me
3.Rits, Dan and me
4.Dad, mom and me
5.My cousins and me
I know for a person who don't know to dance it's surely something.
Seriously I am not sure whether I will make it to the wedding.
So here we are practising our dance steps with just one day to go.
"Okay. Enough of today's practice let's go. And pray to God for our victory."
With that we left for our rooms.
***
I enjoyed Sangeet a lot.
Yes I did it. And I'm still alive!
Now I am sitting here by the stage, my head on Rithwin's shoulder his hands around me.
Come on guys I am tired. And trust me his shoulder is really good for leaning.
That's when everyone started shouting for The couple dance. Not again! I just can't, do these guys want to attend funeral instead of wedding. I'm tired.
Abhimanyu came and took my hands without even asking me.
Okay we know he is the perfect gentleman.
And started dancing, more like pushing and pulling me. He was quite rough now. After having had enough I started resisting. Then he slowed down.
"What??"I whisper yelled.
"I don't like you touching him" He yelled back glaring at me.
It took me couple of seconds to comprehend the meaning. And I started laughing, he glared at me.
Once I sobered I asked
"Is Abhi baby angry???"
And the rage and craving in his eyes couldn't be mistaked for anything else.
"Yes" he muttered. He really is quite straight with his word, he don't talk in circles and I like that about him.
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"He is my friend and brother. You can't do anything about that." I exclaimed.
"The brother who tried to break our marriage" holding grudges are we now?
"No! Don't! If you think like that listen carefully, he did it for me.
Even I tried to break this marriage all five of us did. And he is the same person who is going to welcome you tomorrow when the Baraat arrives.
So don't you dare say a word.
I have had enough of you bossing me around are we clear?"
I lashed out only for him to hear but the anger bubbling in me was quite evident.
After a couple of seconds he spoke
"Are you okay?"
"Now I am" I breathed out.
"Just 1 more day" He told, pulling me closer.
"Then what? It will become usual right?" Sarcasm dripping from my words.
And he laughed!
"I love that smarty mouth of yours. You wanna rest after this song?" He asked rather concernly, does this guy miss any minor detail at all?
"Yes! I'm going back to my room with Leah. I informed Ma" I spoke placing my head on his shoulder, swaying with him to the melody.
Then the song ended. So I went back to my room with Leah to get some rest before Mehendi.
Yes guys the night is still young.
****
We left for the venue, the designers working designs on my hands and legs.
"Anu.." I turned to see my brother dearest fidgeting nervously. Seriously this guy was nominated to the WMA last year and he is the youngest one in that bunch.
"Yes Anna" I asked
"Can you check whose name is Leah gonna hide in her Mehendi?"
Really? This man is whipped.
And that's another thing, we hide our Man's name in our hand in between the designs.
Is Abhimanyu My Man???
I don't know.
"You should ask her Anna. I am sorry"
I'm not playing cupid now.
"No..No..It's okay I was just asking for the sake of it. It's not important. Forget it."
I wanted to laugh at his face.
And I did but after he left.
"What happened?" Leah asked me coming towards me.
"Your Love wanted to know whose name you are gonna write in your hand"
"How did he get into AIIMS with that clueless head of his? How can I forget he is your brother? Like sister like brother"
What?? Did she call me dumb?
"Excuse me??" I eyed her
"Excused now shut up"
.
.
After around 2 hours the designs were done. And yeah I wrote Abhimanyu's name.
"I am hungry" Leah whined beside me.
"What do you want Leah?"
You-know-who asked.
I really had a tendency to gag hearing his tone. He is my brother for 28 years for God sake!
"Ani I need icecream."
Ani....
Really
I immediately tuned them down. Too much sugar is not good for my health.
Finally after another 5 hours of romance and stupid talks we started washing our hands.
My mehendi turned out to be really dark.
So the thing is if the mehendi turns really dark it's belived the groom really loves the bride.
Now I know it's not true.
Or is it???
Does he love me??
I don't know.
Ain't I a know it all. I laughed.
Now I am laughing at my own fate.
How much more pathetic can I be??
"You know you can always try"
I jumped at the sudden intruder.
"Did I say that aloud?" I gasped.
"Hmm"
"Anu it's quite natural to have
pre-wedding jitters. But don't run away" and Pa started laughing at his own joke
If only he knew!
I smiled.
"You know we love you right?"
Ma stood at my other side.
I nodded.
"See there maybe times you want to give up or even kill him" Ma told eying Pa.
I laughed at them.
"But you should not give up you should try talking. The basic thing in a relationship is communication.
So always try to solve it by talking to each other. It will be hard no one is telling you it would be easy. But at the end of the day it's all worth it.
We know you already know all these but just don't forget that you guys are each other's strength.
Never leave each other's side. That's how it works. And remember we are just a phone call away."
Maa completed.
A lone tear slipped from my eyes due to all the emotions bubbling in me.
I immediately hugged them.
God! I love them.
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