ABBE BHAAG - OYE RUN !

Lehenga-Choli : An Indian traditional dress consisting of Skirt and blouse with a long scarf.

***The Beginning of it All*******

The steps of The Marriot made clicking noises with every step Arya took. She looked polished in a dark grey suit and held a deathly stare that could melt off metal. She looked like she come out of  a meeting.  In reality this was her chosen dress for the occasion. Instead of wearing the traditional Indian dress for her friend's wedding , she decided to wear what she felt the most comfortable in . That, and she also had an unexpected video call she had to attend to 6 in the morning . 

Clutching the gift that she had just bought , she strode across the lobby, giving a curt nod to the receptionist who looked as if he froze when he saw her. For 9 AM in the morning, there was an unusual air of hustle in the lobby , thanks to the fact that a wedding was just about to happen in the hotel. Along with the hotel staff, the relatives of the bride and the groom were way too involved in all this. And that , is what created a mess of a situation for Kiran, the bride. 

Arya pressed the button for the elevator to come down. She waited patiently , with her shoulders straight , her legs slightly apart, her chin high, holding her hands in front of her. She looked at her watch - she was right on time, as always . Kiran had told her to be there 1 hour early , for God knows which reason. But she did . And so Arya was here, an hour early . 

'Ding!' sounded  the elevator as it reached the ground floor of the five star hotel in which her friend was going to get married. The elevator opened and before Arya could take a step forward , an astonishing sight greeted her.  Dressed in a beautiful red Lehenga-Choli, with jewelry that had definitely broken half of her bank account, Kiran stood there, about to lunge out of the lift before she saw Arya in front of her.

 Both were surprised to see each other at that given location , at that given time . Kiran - because she did not expect Arya to show up. Arya - because she did not expect Kiran to show up in the elevator, all ready for the wedding, surrounded by a bunch of suit-clad foreign men who were equally confused as to why this beautifully dressed girl was just there , in an elevator . 

Creases lined Arya's forehead as she looked at the sight before her. Shock appeared on Kiran's face.

Before Arya could even speak a word, Kiran bolted towards her as Arya's eyes widened .

"Don't even say a word about this to anyone ? Okay? And don't try to stop me .I have to run away. I need to run away . And.." Kiran ordered strictly , her eyes widening as she whisper-yelled all this to Arya. For someone who only came up to Arya's chest, she sure was fierce today.

"Bu-" Arya tried to intervene, but was cut off.

"No buts, no ifs. Nothing! I have to hurry before my fam-jam finds out and come after me. I do not want to get marri- .....ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO WHAT I AM SAYING?" She frustratedly asked Arya, whose eyes had caught something down the hallway.

Coming out of the elevator on the other end of the lobby - which was also the direction in which Kiran's back was , were 2 people - a man and woman, heavily dressed- so they were here for a wedding, and there was only 1 wedding happening in this building , from what Arya could collect with her chat with Kiran 6 months ago when she gave Arya the wedding invitation . So these people might be her relatives. And they seemed like they were searching for something. Or 'someone'. And it was no-brainer for Arya to conclude who that was. 

These two relatives seemed to have noticed Kiran . And Arya noticed them doing so.

Bringing her attention back to red-fiery Kiran , Arya spoke up , "Uh - yeah, you were saying you don't want to get married?" Arya asked with a sense of urgency.

The relatives were now dialing their phones, probably calling their extended clan up in order to catch Kiran.

"YES! I do not want to get married!" Kiran spoke up frustratedly,"Were you NOT listening to me?!".

"And you want to run away?" Arya asked her, keeping an eye on the two people, who had now made eye contact with Arya . Arya figured that the girl was trying to stop the guy from coming towards them , and she was trying to convince him to wait for back-up.

"Yes I want to run away!" Kiran stated, wide-eyed and angry.

"And you are 100% sure about that?" Arya had to be 100% sure about what Kiran is about to do.

The elevator down the hallway opened up.

"YES WHY THE HECK ARE YOU EVEN ASKIN-"

 An entire clan of heavily dressed relatives, came out of the elevator , and went towards the man and woman, who pointed in the direction of Arya and Kiran.

Kiran followed Arya's line of sight and turned around to see what the commotion was all about. Her eyes widened as fear seeped deep into her heart. She froze , almost. 

 "ABBE BHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAG" shouted Arya as she grabbed Kiran's hand and made a run towards the entrance of the lobby.  

An extremely serious looking girl , clad in perfectly crisp pants , blazer, shirt and a tie and a shorter girl dressed in an extremely beautiful wedding dress that seemed heavier than her own body weight , try to outrun a clan of people only Usain Bolt can outrun - The Indian Relatives. 

Reasons one cannot try to think about outrunning a clan of Indian relatives - 

1. They are loud. They might not be fast, but they are loud enough to gather enough attention from people that even though they might be behind you , they might just alert the hotel staff and security guards in front of you . 

2. They can easily outnumber you  . They might not be fast, but the ratio of 15: 2 doesn't help you that much.

3. They are , in general , nice . And sweet. Loving even. They are, in groups, on a mission. And that is scary.

And right now they were in a group ,on a mission, to catch their daughter from running away from her own wedding and also from trying to stop their family name from becoming blotted forever. 

After-all, 'The daughter of their house , ran away, on her wedding day ' is bad for their family name.

'The daughter of their house is suffering in bad marriage but they are not going to do anything about it because now she is married so they are going to let her be. '  isn't that much bad though. 

But Arya was headstrong. And Kiran was heartfirm. 

And they both ran. Kiran started running with all her might , holding her lehenga(skirt) with one hand , as she held Arya's hand in the other. 

Like in a slow motion video , they ran . Arya shouting for people to get out of their way, Kiran trying to keep up.

And everybody's attention went towards the door of the lobby where a screeching noise was heard as a white Toyota Fortuner pulled up ,halting right in front of the stairs.

"GET IN GET IN GET IN !!!!" A girl wearing a blue hoodie shouted turning towards the running duo.

Kiran and Arya were almost at the steps .

Almost . 

That was before Arya felt her hand being jolted back as Kiran stopped running . A relative caught hold of Kiran.

Kiran jolted off her hand from the hand of the relatively faster running relative and leaped forth and ran down the stairs along side Arya .

Arya opened the door , Kiran leapt inside and Arya closed the door just in time for that relative to dash into the door itself . Kiran locked the door as the uncle kept on banging it, shouting her name  .

"Start the car ! START THE DAMN CAR!" Arya shouted as she ran around the bonnet of the car and by the time her even hips touched the car seat , Shruti let go of the brakes and hit the  accelerator a bit too hard which caused Kiran to fall back in her seat while Arya barely even managed to close the door .

As they zoomed out of the gates of the Marriot , the sounds they could hear were that  of the relatives shouting in the back and their own heavy breathing.

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**See this video from 1.20 . You will understand the rush that Arya , Kiran and Shruti felt the moment they helped Kiran run away**

https://youtu.be/FSWxS53y61I

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