ArunaI knew what was waiting for me at home. I had the least interest to walk into the house and listen to my mother's reprimand and her usual sentimental talk. Unfortunately, I had no choice.
ArunaThe following Sunday was arranged for meeting Sumit's family, namely him and his grandmother."What a tedious work", I muttered to myself as I picked up the Rajasthani pink salwar suit I had chosen though mom thought it was too 'simple'. But to me, it looks gorgeous. Anywa
ArunaMy mind raced and an idea popped up. I smiled mentally.Ma brought tea and snacks for all which took me by surprise because generally, it was the girl who is expected to serve tea and snacks. Anyway, they seemed to
ArunaAfter looking at my reflection in the mirror for the fourth time, I decide to leave the house. After perusing through my closet and rejecting a few attires, I chose to wear a dark purple gipsy sleeved top with a pair of black jeans and a black woollen shrug. I chose pumps to wear because I am not a big fan of heels.
ArunaIt took me some time to process what he meant, I did get what he said. The atmosphere suddenly became tense. I waited for him to spill whatever he had to say with bated breath.Oh God,
ArunaHis eyebrows furrowed when he heard that I too had certain conditions. My eyes held his gaze for a few moments before I gazed down at my lap, my hands clasped together tightly."Spill", was all he said. I let out a shaky
ArunaSmudged kohl, tear-stained cheeks, dishevelled hair, in other words, the person who looked back at me as I stood in front of the mirror was a distorted me. Why did I cry so much even after determining that I'll be tough? Well maybe because I'm not what I try to be. I tried to be a lot of things before this, indifferent, hard-hearted, badass, nothing worked. I am too damn sensitive for my own good.
ArunaI groaned when my phone started ringing waking me up from my slumber. I squinted as I checked the gadget.It was freaking 4 in themorning!<