《AN ACT OF LOVE ✔》Chapter 31 *Mayoon & Mehdi*✔
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(MAYOON: it's a desi function we celebrate in our culture. Where people apply turmeric paste on to be couple. Basically we do it to have a little fun and it is a herbal remedy to brighten up the skin and you know we all need some grooming before the big day ;)
MAYOON CEREMONY
"Amaya.... Amaya kahan ho tum jaldi aao"
(Amaya.... Amaya where are you come fast)
"ek minute aai"
(one minute coming)
I called Amaya from our room and don't know from where down she replied
coming to our room she first took really deep breaths and then gaze me to say why I called her here.
"jee bolain"
(say what)
"mera kurta kahan hai aj mayoon hai main kiya pehnon aj?"
(where is my clothes its mayoon today what will I wear today?)
The moment I talked about mayoon I saw her face...all her face went sad in seconds, even the moment she come she was not happy but now she was like as if she will be crying soon
"sain ap nay muhjhay tayariyon ka kaha tha"
(sain you asked me for preparations)
"han to kapre select karna kiya tayari nahi hoti?"
(so doesn't the clothing comes in preparing)
I argued her as she always select what I will wear and it's my big bad luck having a wife like her, she is not even doing the works, I was angry.
"Sorry par mainay to kapray nahi mangwaye"
(sorry but I didn't ordered any clothes)
"to ab mein kiya pehnoon?"
(so what should I wear now?)
"ek min rukahin mai abhi aai"
(wait a minute I'll be back)
She made me wait for a while and then came with a big zipped plastic bag, opening the zip I came across with my old blue kurta which I wore at my first wedding mayon ceremony.
"this..."
"I know kareeb kuch 5 saal purana fashion hai but ap issay pehen lain or koi option bhi nahi hai or us waqt mere sath aik buri zindagi shuru ki thye apnay ab Amyra k sath ek achi..."
(I know it's almost 5 years old fashion but we don't have any other option plus on that day you started a bad life so now have a new start with amrya a good...)
I heard her saying although I can't see her as she was hiding back to the plastic wrap
I took it from her hands and closely take a look at that as I was still confused I said
"ye mujhay nahi ayega "
(it won't fit me)
I said and she took the kurta from me, spending some 15 minutes with the kurta and stitching machine she handed the kurta again to me stitched in a big size and pressed and I gazed her confused.
"tumne stiching kardi mere size pouchay bagair"
(you stitched it without asking for my size)
I asked and she smiled
"apki sari shirts tailor nahi mai restich karti hoon, apka size ratta hua hai"
(I re-stitch every shirt of your's sain not the tailor, I know your size by heart)
She said and walked out of the room still smiling
ye mere sary kaam kari hai aur mujhay andaza bhi nahe kamal hai kitna be parwah hoon me
(she does my every single work and I didn't even knew about it interesting how careless I am)
"hey Amaya wait"
I called her and she stopped wearing an unreadable emotion on her face I called her in and she come taking out some papers from a locker I say her to hold it and she asked me what it is
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"these are few property papers for Anaya, I divided few property for her they want your signatures for a legal action as a mother"
Without reading it she signed it and handed it to me back
"tumnay papers parhay nahi"
(You didn't read them)
I asked her
"ap jhut thori bolain gay jo papers parhoon"
(you won't lie so why should I read them)
She said and then an annoying voice came to interrupt us between. Siddharth that bloody bastard.
Adjusting the sides of my dupatta to my shoulders I take a look at my reflection when Siddharth come making me scared, he saw me from head to toe and then made a disgusted face
"what..."
I asked
"tum aj k function mai ye pehnogi?"
(You'll wear this for today's function?)
He asked making a disguised face
"han kiyoun yellow hai mayoon k lehas se perfect color hai"
(yes why, its yellow and fit perfectly for the mayoon ceremony)
I said defending myself
"han lekn color dekho kitna pheeka hai aur itna old faishon jora aur is par to stains hain Amaya see kitnay dagh hain"
(yes but look at the color it's so dull so old fashion and it have so many stains on it Amaya)
Meri zindagi k dagh k agay ye dagh kuch bhi nahi
(These stains are nothing comparing to my life stains)
I thought for a while and then take a look again to myself but this time I didn't saw my reflection, I saw reflection of a same girl like me but she was a lot happier than me, happy smiling and laughing, peoples were surrounded to the girl applying haldi (turmeric paste) to her
Yeah that was me years back when I was getting married with Hussain and now from my own self I am giving him to another person, I hope what I'm thinking can happen.
Mere is tarah apne mayon k kapray pehennay say shyed woh un dinon ko yaad kar k meri taraf wapis khichay ajaye shyad ye sub shooru hone say pehlay khatam hojaye
(Maybe I wearing these cloths will melt his heart and he will come back to me again and this will end before starting)
"dekho mai tumharay liye kapray laya hon"
(see I bought a dress for you)
Sid said and I shook my head saying no
"nahi mai yahi pehnongi"
(no I'll wear what I am wearing)
"par kiyoun?"
(but why?)
"kiyoun k kuch puranay qissay juray hain is kapray say"
(Because this cloths holds old memories with it)
I said and closed the topic jerking Siddharth out with me
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All the guest were arrived, and our house was in chores at that time Amyra was already there with her mom sitting on the stage seeing here and there and smiling seeing the guest same like I did years back
Array aunty k pass to koi drink nahi
(oh my aunty is not having any refreshment)
I saw amyra's mom sitting without anything so I called the waiter but there was no one to listen so I took the cold drink glass in my hands and moved to the stage to serve her the drink.
Smiling I put the glass to the front table and gazed at aunty that it's for her and she smiled, I started moving back when I heaed aunty asking Amyra
"Amyra ye kon hai Hussain k ghar mai kaam karti hai kia nokrani? Bari khoobsurat hai"
(Amyra who is she, does she work at hussain place is she a maid? She is so beautiful)
Amyra laughed loudly and told her mom that im hussain's first wife and I heard a HAW from her mouth, getting no interest in their talks I moved back again when the same aunty came to me.
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"jee aunty kuch chaheye apko mai la deyti doon?"
(Yes aunty you need something let me bring it to you?)
I asked her as she is hussain's to be mother in law
"meri beti ko maaf karde beti wo jo kar rahi hai"
(Daughter, forgive my daughter what she is doing is)
She said joining her palms in front of me and instantly I separated them
"aunty beti bhi keh rahi hai aur hanth bhi joor rahi hain beti k samnay ye to galat baat hai"
(aunty you're calling me daughter yet joining your palms to your daughter that's not fair)
"beta jo meri beti kar rahi hai us k liye to ye bhi kum hai"
(dear what my daughter is doing to you, this isn't enough for that)
"aunty ye apki beti nahi kar rahi ye sub naseeb ka kheel hai ap dil pe na lain"
(aunty your daughter is not doing this it's all fate's doing don't be dishearten)
I said and she patted my head
"khush reh puttar Allah tujhay duniya ki sari khushiyan ata kary"
(be happy daughter I hope god will bless you with all happiness)
She wished to me and moved again to the stage.
Taking a good time in shower and getting myself ready I finally moved downstairs when I saw Amyra wearing a cute yellow lehenga, gazing her all the time I accidently fall on someone, I was just about to fall when I catch my balance again and even saved the girl who was now in my arms all saved and secured.
Holding her don't know why I feel I know her and when she moved her head from my chest I reviled a beautiful women on this earth, my wife Amaya
Hussain what are you doing she is the one who broke your heart its your mayoon today, mayoon amaya is wearing our mayoo's dress
Amyra...concentrate on amyra
"Array Amaya tum yahan ho daikho Anaya kitna ro rahi hai uthao issay yaar"
(oh my amaya you're here see Anaya is crying a lot here hold her)
Don't know from where Siddharth came once again spoiling my mood and without saying any word to Amaya I moved to the stage where my to be bride was sitting smiling seeing me coming.
Rasam was just about to start and amyra's mom was about to apply haldi over Amyra when she stopped her
"kia hua?"
(What happened?)
"Hussain mai chahti hum hamain pehlay haldi Amaya lagaye"
(Hussain I want amaya do apply haldi on us before anyone)
"okh"
I said and Amaya came to the stage
I saw her coming toward the stage and my gaze was on her all the time, this was something I didn't expect she was wearing our ceremony's clothing all yellow Punjabi simple suit. She came and took some haldi from the bowl and mixed it all over her hands and then she applied it on amyra's face and then hands.
With the same haldi which she applied to Amyra she came near me, our eyes met and don't know why I didn't dare to lose contact from her we both were staring each other deep in our souls through our eyes, a lot of questions were in there yet she was so quite.
She applied haldi on my face and I felt her shivering cold hands rubbing my cheeks still looking in my eyes, at last I notice her eyes becoming red and I frown seeing that sudden change, I saw few drops of tears flow out and that's when she moved back leaving me there confuse with the aunties who applied haldi all over me and my beautiful blue kurta.
The event just finished and till now I didn't see Amaya anywhere nor I saw Anaya when I saw Amaya standing at the door waving her buddy
going near to the door I jerked Amaya in and her back hit the wall in a thud.
"Hussain kia hogaya hai apko"
(Hussain what happened to you)
"bohot maza ata haina tumhai rulanay mai"
(you enjoy making people cry right)
"ap kia keh rahy hain Hussain"
(what are you saying Hussain)
"sahi to keh raha hun udhar stage par jhutha nataq kar k gae ronay ka mujhay ek waqt aisa laga k mai galat kar raha hoon tumhary sath par mai bilkul thek hun nafrat hai tumse mujhay"
(I am right aren't I, for once when you left crying from the stage doing that drama in front of me I thought I am doing wrong to you but I am doing right I hate you)
I don't know why did i said all this but I just said it and banged my room's door behind me leaving Amaya there alone.
it's a must in desi wedding where people apply hina on bridals and the guest's hands as well.)
Waiting out in a towel I found my mehdi dress already ready waiting for me to wear, black kurta another dark color I love it.
There was still some time for the rasam to start and not even guest were there so I made my way down to eat something when I saw Amaya with Siddharth
Ye kabhi meri biwi ko akela kiyon nahi choor sakta kabhi
(why can't he leave my wife alone for once)
I thought for a while and then stand there to see the Amaya with Siddharth
Well she was so happy with him as in I didn't belong to her
Seeing Hussain coming out of from his room I made Amaya happy tickling her and she laughed hard, I saw Hussain standing there with anger in his eyes
yeah man that's what I want so you won't let amaya be far from you.
Anaya was in my arms and to cheer Amaya continuously I say her to sing some song and randomly she choose one
"okh tu pyar hai kisi or ka should I sing"
(okay you are someone else love should I sing)
"array yaar its my favorite song"
(oh friend it's my favorite song)
I said and she happily started singing
"too pyaar hain kisee aaur kaa, tuje chaahataa koee aaur hain
too pasand hain kisee aaur kee, tuje maangataa koee aaur hain"
(You're someone else's love, but you're wanted by someone else
you're the choice of someone else, but someone else is asking for you)
she started singing and without looking back I was gazing at Hussain still standing there in anger
"kaun apanaa hai, kyaa begaanaa hai
kyaa hakeekat hai,kyaa fasaanaa hain
ye jamaane mein kisane jaanaa hain
too nazar mein hain kisee aaur kee, tuje dekhataa koee aaur hain"
(who belongs to you?, what is unknown to you?
what is the truth?, what is the fiction?
who knows about this in this world
you are in the gaze of someone else, but someone else is looking at you)
"wah wah wah kia baat hai kia dilkash awaz hai"
(wow wow wow what a heart throbbing voice)
I said to make the guy at my back more jealous
"pyaar mein aksar ayesaa hotaa hain
koee hasataa hai, koee rotaa hain
koee paataa hain, koee khotaa hain
too jaan hain kisee aaur kee, tuje jaanataa koee aaur hain"
(It often happens in love
someone is happy, someone is crying
someone gains, someone looses
you are the life of someone else, you are known by someone else)
"sochatee hoo main, choop rahoo kaise
dard dil kaa ye main sahoo kaise
kashmakash mein hoo, ye kahoo kaise
meraa humasafar bas ek too
naheen doosaraa koee aaur hain"
(I'm thinking now, how should I remain silent
how should I bear this pain of my heart
I am in dilemma, how should I say this
You are my only soul mate, no there is no one else)
The last part when Amaya sing that I saw her eyes a little watery as if she is not in her own world I made her cry again stupid you did now help her stop crying.
"Amazing wow Anaya clapping"
I said to the little girl and started clapping my hand with the little girl's hands
"Wow we three look like a perfect family"
I spoke and in seconds I saw Hussain going back to his room again
asar horaha hai bhai par mere plan se Good job sid
(my plan is working on him good job sid)
I said to myself and started helping Amaya in work
To be continued.......
(What you think will the plan work or will mess up for amaya even more)
(you are someone else's love)
q&r[!
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