Marriages in India are supposed to be lavish, with lots of elders, beautiful bachelors and various teenagers.

And those teenager who attends a wedding would have only a few things to do; look at the food, the kind of dress that they are provided with and something what Dev, Raghav, Kabeer, Me , Rhea, Misha and Nitya are doing.

Checking out the most eligible partner for a short wedding affair!

Even though I have a handsome and trustworthy husband, yet to just flaunt out a bit, flirt with other juicy fruits around the area wasn't a crime – especially when it was your best friend's wedding.

Yet, this morning when we all were called down for the mehendi we had Dressed in one of the finest clothes, had walked out of our suits as if we were on the seventh cloud.

There weren't anyone around us who would have worn anything more than what we had worn, and none did ever have the rights on the preparations and food that was supplied than we were.

But how wrong we were!

Though it was our two best friend's wedding, we were here sitting at a side, looking at the food trays that were passed around – with our mouthwatering as if the river ganga had flown from it.

My stomach growled once again as another tray of munchurium balls was carried from under my nose. There was that humiliation in me- of my stomac making this nuisance noise, but the hunger was soo huge that it took over all that embarrassment.

'Arohi just a few more minutes, just stop that stomach of yours... it is speaking soo loudly!" nitya hissed in my ears as she adjusted her new Afghani styled dress, that was matched with a bit of huge Indian jewelry.

"I can't help it, all it can stop talking is that food!" I looked around smiled at a few aunties who were munching on the food as if they had never seen it and again spoke in a hushed yet loud voice

"And I don't understand, why the hell we are not allowed to eat... I swear if Abha and vihaan have had their share then I am out of this wedding."

The sun had as well now started to show its presence. It was as if we didn't know about it, that it was now blazing like a fire. And who the hell said that winters in Rajasthan are great.

I looked at the small stage that was divided with a huge curtain, from the end of which the bride and groom had held their hands, well sorry, the groom had held the brides hand.

I stood up from my place and decided to make my sweet presence known to these stupid peoples because of whom we were here starving.

"Vihaan, you know when I look at grooms like you I feel that its great that your names rhymes so much with broom." I smiled at him as he quickly let go of Abha's hand and adjusted his already adjusted kurta.

"Arohi?"

'I mean, the stunts that you broom ... sorry my pardon me, grooms do you know, this hand holding, winking and god knows what all. I mean come up with something creative... what say Abha?" I looked at Abha who rather than blushing was nodding her head and as well patting the seat beside her to sit .

I smiled widely at Vihaan and hugged her tightly, completely ignoring the weird sounds that my innocent stomach was making.

"Tell us what creative ideas do you have? May be we could use it in future.' all of a sudden Arjun came and sat beside vihaan. His teasing look made me blush in embarrassment.

Freshly bathed, in his infamous stile of indo western outfit he looked yum... just like the candy that was kept on the top shelf, which you do want to have but you can't all because it is far away from your reach.

"Tell us Arohi, Arjun is asking you something?" vihaan teased, as the two hified each other.

"Arjun you can't do that !!" I exclaimed, as another food tray passed from beside me and my stomach growl in hunger.

"you didn't had your breakfast?" Arjun asked as he got up from his place, while the other two laughed at my poor situation.

"no... these stupid people dragged us before we could have anything." I wined and slapped Abha's and vihaan's hand.

The aunties that were sitting nearby had started to eye us as if we had been doing something really wrong, while some of the old ladies kept on admiring the jewelry tat vihaan and Abha's parents had gifted them.

"come with me you silly girl, we will order something in my room." Arjun gave me his hand which I took gladly, and stood up while the other couple kept on coughing as if there was no tomorrow.

"shut up vihaan or else I will kidnap your bride and you will die like a nun!!" I showed him my tongue, ready for whatever war he was upto, but Arjun pulled me towards him in his arms, and started to drag with him

Where I didn't bothered until and unless I was where I am-in his arms .

We walked silently trough the various corridors, while Arjun's hand lay on the small portion of my back, as we smiled at numerous people whom we were introduced to just an hour ago, Though the names were far away from our recall.

As soon as the cool confines of the room embraced me, all the tiredness had started to crawl up on me. I didn't knew why but all I wanted to do was to hug Arjun and go off to sleep.

"They will be ere in about a minute or two." Arjun said and sat down beside me, and rested his Head on my lap, and took my hand in is and asked me to massage it.

The tv was on, while He lay there in my laps, a dream which I had seen many times, but I knew one thing for sure - a reality was always better than the dreams.

I bowed down a bit and kissed his checks, is rough and slight stubble felt harsh to my lips, yet I liked it... it was as if he was kissing me back in his own way.

Arjun looked at me and smiled the small smile that was turning into a sinister one – one which I had started to love soo much.

Arjun pulled my head down towards him, and kissed me square on my lips, the stubble kissing my cheecks, while he caressed my lips. His hand roaming around my waist, the tingles that they gave, made me happy ... made me felt as if I was alive.

Very slowly Arjun let go of my lips, yet his hands stayed there where they were.

"That is a proper kiss." He said and winked at me... though we laughed yet our eyes reached their destination – to look into each other.

He looked in my eyes, as if trying to study me, trying to find out what was it that I was thinking, but then how was he going to know when I as well didn't know what was going on in my head.

I straightened up my back and played my and trough Arjun's Hair. The silence around was so comfortable, is scent all around me was like a soothing effect to the nervous and agitated soul of mine.

I closed my eyes and rested my head on the back of the sofa. The soft fingers of Arjun's were creating a havoc in me. My body was as if on fire and the sudden sound of the dholkees were like a cold water on that fire.

I kept my eyes still closed, not wanting to offend the person who after such a long time had got to spend time with me.

Yet the images kept on swirling around in my head. Abha's rokka, Her chunni ceremony, her engagement her mehendi and the wedding that would be tommorrow. I could as well count now ours on my finger that I had with Abha as my best friend only till she became wife of someone – even tough that someone was my friend.

Things would be different when you all will get married. Our parents had said once, but we had always neglected it. But now what they meant I had come to know. I knew that there was nowhere a time that I could demand my best friend to come with me for a sleep over or to help me to get over my pms ... things would be different, we will have to as someone who would have more say in our life than our parents ever had.

"You don't have to cry Arohi, juts know that vihaan is a puppy in Abha's hand. you won't lose her." I opened my eyes and looked at the person sitting in front of me.

What had I ever done to get someone so understanding as he is. His black eyes looked at me as if he understood each and every aspect of my life, how and what I really was. What every breath of mine said, and why was my every tear shed.

"I know who he is, but I don't know the husband of my friend Arjun. From the time that we have known how to take decisions it has always been us, our parents were there to guide us... but all I could see around me is that since the world is known, a girl has to change once she gets married and has-"

"Not now Arohi, we know what it had been for you all to be where you girls were, and your happiness is all that matters... Arohi tomorrow if ever my mom and dad die, I wont be an orphan you know why... because I would be having the parents of my wife who I know love me more than my own parents do... "

He came close to me and kissed away the tear that rolled down my eyes

"Arohi more than we love you girls... it's the person who you are we love the most, your each and everything matters to us, your breath, your smile, your food, your parents, your relative your clothes your friends and if it make you feel good, than remember the most that matters to me is your soul, the day I would fail to make your soul happy that would be the day when I could say that I failed to love you ... and that would never happen."

Even before I could say anything to him there was a loud knock on the door.

"here is your food, now lets have something to get those stupid thoughts out of your mind. "

He quickly set the food on the plate and offered one to me. But at that moment the food didn't mattered... but this person surely did.

If many times if I ever had a doubt to marry this person and spend my life with him, he unknowingly destroyed them... and let my heart know that it had chosen the right person.

I quickly took the plate and kept it on the side table and attacked him with a hug and kissed his face and then his lips... as if accepting him in every way that I could ever do.

"you know what just pop the question Arjun, you might get a yes as well." I said still hugging him, And smiled more brightly as I felt the delicious rumble of his laughter.

"That will have to wait, you have already spoiled my chance of proposing you to be my girlfried ... I can't do that to my future wife... you never know she might kill me."

In the evening when I had thought that at least now we would have to just sit and enjoy, then that was short lived when some of the aunties took hold of our hands and dragged us to the dance floor.

"you girls need to dance, we are the once who have grown up not you... what say boys?" one of the aunties asked, as Arjun tried to snake his hands around my naked waist which he had said

"This is my favorite place to keep my hand. You know why?"

"why?' I had asked in a bored tone, now a days he had started to claim so many things that they have begun to irritate me.

"Because you my dear girlfriend are soo warm, soft and delicate that it make me wonder how would it look in my hands."

And from then on he would make sure to keep his hands there.

"Arjun behave." I snapped at him, but he just ignored me and agreed with the auntie AND said

"why don't we all dance together it would really be such a great time."

The looks that we all had given him were amazing but one point towards Abha and vihaan I knew this was one the best thing to do.

The two love birds sat there, with Abha still admiring her mehendi while vihan fed her.

I smiled at them and then we all started to rock on the music, all over the place it was sure that this was a Punjabi wedding, every person from the grandparents to the small kids were dancing, and hogging on the food.

Once Aba had finished with the food she was as well brought down and then once again our famous circular dance had started.

We did garba, bahangda and even did one of the worst street dance ever. And somehow by every second the rituals were coming to an end and the wedding was nearing.

By the clock had struck 12 though everyone had retired to their rooms, I Arjun , vihaan and the others had gathered near the swimming pool.

The boys with the bottle of bear in their hands , while we girls ad fruit bear.

The cool air and cold water in which we had our legs, was so smoothing. Though there was silence for some time, in no matter of time it was broken with raghav's loud voice.

"Vihaan, my friend!! How could you? how could you get married before us... you didn't even ad decency to get a bride for us... or more than that get married to someone with beautiful friends and sister?"

"what do you mean to say Raghav my friends are not beautiful?" Aba asked as we all sat straight to see one of the most amazing drama.

"see don't get me wrong but look at them, the only person who was good looking, this stupid Arjun took away... "

"hey, dude stay away from my girlfriend or else.."Arjun threatened as he pulled me even more close, and I, I welcomed his embrace with open arms.

Raghav walked towards us and tried to touch my feet .

"I am soory Arohi.. please tell him to not kill me.... i hope you would be fine with my presence I am no pervert you see.."

The whole area was filled with laughter hearing the sarcastic comments that Arjun , viaan and raghav threw at each other.

It had came to such an extent that Arjun was about to hit him. I quickly pulled his hand and said

"let it be, he is just trying to trouble you..." I then turned to raghav and stared at him and said

:"raghav that's it now stop drinking and shut your mouth."

Though there was a pin drop silence after that ... we all did think of it, I mean all of us getting married... falling in love and the boys protecting us fighting with each other for us.

The thought made us all laugh loudly. we all highfied each other as Arjun kissed me on my checks.

Who would have thought that the best friend with whom we would share everything would one day become our crus and the crush whom we thought we would never be able to confess, would become our love ... which would be the life of ours.

sorry for not updating last week... but i have a solid reason for that.

so last week i read the whole story... like a reader and realised that what a bullshit way i had written, but yea later on i did improved how i dont know. 

but that as well made me realise that the chapters in the begining willl be changed, they will be rewritten. you can alwys read them if you want.

but thats not the only thing that made me feel really sad what did was

THIS WOULD BE THE SECOND LAST CHAPTER OF THIS BOOK

i had been waiting for this day to come from past one year and now that it has finally come, it makes me happy as well as so sad that i will have to end this story here.

the second last chapter that is chapter 33 was updated today and may be by sunday i would be updating the last chapter as well.

there wont be any epilogue the reason i dont know... may be i want to imagine Arohi and Arjun to be married or may be with kids or something... many things would be there which i wont be able to add up in one single epilogue.

hence no epilouge ...image your story of Arjun and Arohi and may be share it with us in the comments of the next chapter when it comes

so back to the same question how

was the chapter really ???

and what do you think would be the last chapter of and we fell in love like.

lastly, who would be missing to read me my work can for sure read "a bubble of happiness" 

a story that resembles so much to us teenagers.

again '

thank you for your support 

happy reading