Chapter 25

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Neil

And I'm in pressure because.....

An hour later before Aryan has come to my room.

"Mom can you manage get me an iron!! my kurta need a good press, it got wrinkled all over being packed inside my trolley" pressing the pH between my shoulder and ear, I called Mom, asked her to come to my room upstairs. I was stretching my kurta holding it in front. I roamed my eyes over the crinkled spots.

"Let me ask Bubbly then. She must know" telling me Mom hung up.

Within few minutes Mom came with an iron inside my room.

"Omg it's so tiring breaking so many stairs you know" Mom said huffing and plopped on the bed in front.

I took the iron off her grip silently and walked passed by her.

"There is a garment steamer downstairs why don't you go and use it!!! everyone is there using it" Mom took the water bottle from the bedside table and chugged some of it.

"I saw the ironing board situated inside the room so I thought to do it here" I replied pressing the iron on my kurta leaning towards the iron board.

"Humm...Tillu can I ask you something" she sounded a bit excited and I humed in response.

"You didn't say me that you and Avni was in same University!!" I halted, raised my eyes straight at my Mom.

"There is nothing to advertise" andI resumed my task replying her in a calm tone.

"But you should have" She muttered scrutinizing my face from the distance she was sitting and crinkled her forehead.

"Anyways...it's transparent to me now she is an amazing person after getting known about her present life...so.." she paused.

"So!!" I rose my head stared at Mom and not looking at the direction I switched off the power I was ironing.

"Kyuna hum usey apna bahu banale!!!!!" My eyes widened and on the instant I felt my throat dried up.

"Dev. He is your cousin na!! In that sense Avni will be our bahu!!" she smiled nervously then it transformed into a cheeky one.

I gulped my throat being a statue standing there. I was only listening my heart pounding in my chest.

"Dev likes her, I saw him keeps roaming around her all the time... so me and Twinkle aunty (Dev's Mom) have decided to talk to Neela...she must be thinking to get her daughter marry soon" I was feeling like someone had snatched the ground I was standing on.

Now what the hell Mom has cooked up? I cursed mentally bringing myself back off the trance.

"I said Twinkle Aunty to talk to you" I heard her said.

"what!!! have you gone mad?" I snapped on my Mom.

I didn't mean to cause her flinch but I wasn't in myself after hearing to Mom.

"Wwhy Wwhhat happened Tillu???...is there any problem...are you hiding anything?" Mom stammered, let out a heavy breath frowning deeply.

"Iii'm sssorry" I palmed my face growing aggravated.

"Nothing" I sighed heavily closing my eyes.
Things are moving to the most difficult direction I can foresee. And everything happing too fast.

I would kill that asshole Dev. The second this thought hit my mind caused me tightened my jaws and I balled my fist hard. I strode to the wardrobe and I can feel my Mom's eye following me behind.

"Isn't Avni a nice girl!!!...you should be known her better than anyone else right?you both were in the same University.. wasn't it!!" It was getting tough to avoid Mom's curious gaze on my every move.

"She is good"I tried to keep my voice expressionless, calm not letting surfacing on my inner turmoil. I replied back facing her taking out the remaining clothes I had kept there inside the wardrobe last night.

"Then what would I take it as?
Yes or no??" Mom got up from the bed and gulping down my dry throat I closed my eyes.

"Tillu!!" I heard her soft inquisitive voice behind demanding my attention.

"I think you need sometime..it's okay we can talk to Neela later after going back home. We lives in the same city,It wouldn't be much difficult to meet her whenever we wish to. We shouldn't rush especially in these marriage thing" I felt a deep concern in her tone as if she was talking about me not Dev.

And that would be the effing blunder if I would think that way. She was definitely talking about Dev.

Why would I be she would talk about?

I stood there still in the same position turning my back towards her. I haven't any courage to turn and show my wretched face to her that has occurred due to this new information I have just now received.
She is my Mom she will instantly find out my inner wreck just in a finger swipe. So I stayed still until she left the room within a minute.

I released a frustrated sigh squeezing the clothes in my hold shutting my eyes tightly, opening them next moment I pulled out my clothes and banged the wardrobe door, really hard. Even I flinched at the loud sound.
Not halting there further seconds I ambled towards the washroom.

After changing into the final ceremony clothes I exited the restroom with my face grimacing.

And then next hour the Aryan incident happened.

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Blatantly obvious
She was flushed red. After that incident with Neil she came inside her room and shut the door. She was breathing heavily, taking the slow steps towards her bed Avni sat on the mattress with a slight thud.

Avni rubbed her temple in a pensive mood.

"I don't know this Neil khanna"
She was running short of breath.

"Everything is happening the same..every single emotion is triggering me back causing me to fall again.....miserable those feelings were...how pathetic they left me all fragile and broken" she shook her head covering her face into her palms.

"No no it can't be happened again..Me and Arya..
we are happy.. everything is going smooth in my life..I mean stable.." Avni huffed removing off her palms and stared somewhere straight blankly.

These feelings had been once proved vulnerable breaking me already. First love is always hardest to forget. And mine has always been extra special being awkwardly one-sided.

People say time mends everything.

Bullshit..

Trust me it won't.

Never mend mine..

My heart is still broken and I'm still fragile internally.

Only the difference is I have learnt to hide it now.

And I'm still single. Every time I meet any guy I end up comparing him with my first love.

Shit Hole.

Though I have managed to forbidding it inside my heart somewhere which I was over confident thinking that my heart have totally come over it.

Wrong.

Instead it was prominent inside always ; I have rediscovered that since I met him after so many years.

"I'm still stuck on the same spot of boundless emotions, where I had left" Avni bit her lips sighing deeply.

Peace won't be reach you if you wouldn't get over your past or else it would come up arousing itself from been concealed for years, dusting the rust of time to find it's glory futhermore.

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"Nope I said you wouldn't go anywhere Arya..you are being very disobedient these days.." Avni whispered in a scolding tone to stop Arya getting off from the place he was seated beside her on the carpet along with the other guests.
It was 10am the groom and the bride families have gathered around the Gurudwara prayer hall.

The Bride Groom had seated side by side facing the Guru Granth Sahib. The ceremony has started performing ritually.

"Mom why are you being so strict all of a sudden!! what did I do!!" Arya made a sad pout lowering his face.

"I told you to play with the other children downstairs then how I had found you in his room" knitting her brows Avni ranted.

"We all were playing hide and seek. I was hiding inside his wardrobe" Arya exclaimed in a defending tone meekly.

"Hiding inside his wardrobe!! She made a tight face.
"How many times I have told you these things are not safe!!what would you do if anyone would have locked you inside" Avni fumed being extremely tensed.

"Immediately I would shout or kick on the door to let know the person I am inside" Arya smiled cheekily and instantly his smile vanished looking at his Mum's fuming glare.

"shut up" Avni brought her gaze straight at the rituals ahead gripping Arya's hand tightly while his eyes were only on Neil who was sitting on another row side facing them afar.

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Neil

I saw Aryan's sadful eyes staring at me sitting next to his Mom there on two rows away.

I need to talk to him. I gestured him to come to me raising my hand slightly. I saw Avni saw me calling him. My eyes landed on her hand that was holding Aryan. Aryan turned his face to her, may be taking permission from her Mom to come to me. Her grip loosened over his hand.Showing her displease Avni immediately turned her face straight towards the rituals.

Aryan slowly got up leaving the place and passing across the jam of people he came to me.

As soon as Aryan came to me I shushed him not to talk much. He smiled. Holding his arm I placed him on my lap. I wrapped my arms around him gently and leaned toward his face from behind to speak but inadvertently my eyes fell on Avni who was staring at us been seen.

Our gape collided with eachother and I straighten my head holding Aryan in a way more affectionately not breaking the eye contact with her across the crowd of guests.

I saw she bit her inner cheeks being flushed looking both of us before she shifted her eyes on Juhi.

"Did I see her cheeks tinted red"my forehead snapped slightly in daze.

The way exactly she used to blush always. Still I remembered.

A smirk grew on my lips communicating the unbelievable state of my mind seeing her blush.

Averting my gaze away from her I sighed and diverted myself explaining the rituals shortly to Aryan I heard him asking for. He was very curious to know the ceremony exactly going on.
And the next hour we all stood up leaving our seats.
Bride-Groom will take Phera.

Juhi and Daljit in golden and Maroon outfit.

Avni in peach lehenga paring black choli.

Mehra the Groom family all dressed up in pink while on the Bride side Khannas have chosen to wear colour peach for the ceremony.

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