Bride's House Mehndi function
Natasha's POV
I was just sitting, watching the relatives work and roam around, with kids running and adults busy with decorations and applying my mehndi paste. Shreya was beside me, and I was zoned out until I felt a hand on my shoulder. I lifted my head and saw Shreya looking at me with a smile.
"Don't overthink too much, okay?" she said, and I nodded with a small smile.
Then, an aunty came to us holding cones of mehndi in her hands, and she distributed them among others.
"Our Natasha is getting married finally, and it should be special. We'll make the best design for you, my dear," she said with a smile. I smiled back, though it was fake.
They started applying mehndi on my hands and legs. I was tired of sitting for hours, feeling sleepy, and my hands were hurting from being kept straight for so long.
"Is it done?" I asked one of the aunties as she lifted her head to look at me.
"Almost, dear, just some final touches," she replied, and they continued applying mehndi.
I rested my head on Shreya's shoulder, feeling sleepy and tired. They applied mehndi up to my elbows, and I wondered how much longer I had to wait.
"Done," the aunty said with a smile, putting the empty cone aside and kissing my forehead.
"My child, just wait until the mehndi dries completely, okay?" she said with a smile
"How long do I have to wait?" I asked.
"You have to keep this mehndi on all night for a dark color. After it dries completely, you can walk," she explained, and I felt disappointed that I had to wait so long. Though I loved mehndi, keeping it on all night seemed too much.
I looked down at my hands, and a smile formed on my lips automatically as I admired how beautiful the design was. The intricate patterns and delicate details were truly mesmerizing. However, beneath the appreciation for the artistry, there was a lingering sense of unease. I liked the design, but I didn't like the fact that it was for my marriage.
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"I'm glad that you're finally smiling," Shreya said warmly, though my smile faded quickly as i looked away.
She laughed and hugged me from the side, laying her head on my shoulder, being careful not to ruin my mehndi.
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Meanwhile
Groom's house
Siddharth's POV
I was admiring the beautiful decorations in our house, especially the fragrance of the flowers, which was my favorite part. Today was the day of mine and Natasha's mehndi ceremony, and I was overjoyed at the thought of finally being together with her.
Lost in my thoughts, I was suddenly interrupted when my mom and Chachi approached me with only one mehndi cone. I furrowed my brow and looked at them questioningly.
"Me mehndi nahi lagaunga," I declared with a frown, looking away from my mom and Chachi's urging.
"I'm not going to apply mehndi,"
"Bs thoda sa beta," my mom persisted, but I shook my head firmly, sticking to my decision.
"Just a little dear,"
"Niyam ke liye to lagwa le," my Chachi said but I didn't allowed them to
"Atleast for the ritual"
Chachi approached me, holding my shoulder gently. "Kam se Kam apni honi wali biwi ka name likhwa le apne haath me" she teased, and I couldn't help but light up at the mention of Natasha.
"At least write your soon-to-be wife's name on your hand?"
"Natasha?" I confirmed eagerly, already beaming.
"Of course, Natasha," Chachi affirmed.
"Fir yaha likho," I said, pulling my kurta down to reveal my chest. "Mere Dil ke pass,"
"Then write it here,"
"Near my heart,"
My mom and Chachi exchanged amused glances before bursting into laughter. "Tu to abhi se pyaar me bawla ho Raha h," my mom teased, and I grinned proudly.
"You're so in love with her already,"
"Me tere haath me likh deti-," Chachi began, but I interrupted her.
"I'll apply on you hand-,"
"Nahi nahi nahi,yaha likho,mere Dil ke pass," I insisted, stretching the fabric of my kurta.
"No no no,write it here,near my heart"
My mom lightly smacked my head. "Tu sachme pagal h," she said, laughing.
"You really are mad"
"Natasha ke pyaar me pagal?,haa,haa me hu," I admitted proudly, basking in the laughter and cheers of everyone around me, blushing but smiling all the same.
"Madly in love with Natasha? Yes, yes, I am,"
"Maa,me bol Raha hu na Siddharth bhaiya ko Natasha bhabi ke saath bandh do," my cousin suggested, prompting laughter from everyone as I felt my cheeks flush.
"Mom, I'm serious.tie Siddharth bhaiya with Natasha bhabhi,"
"Dekho dekho ye Sharma Raha h," my uncle teased, joining in the laughter. My father playfully shook me, adding to my embarrassment, and I buried my face in my hands.
"Look, look, he's shy,"
"Hayee ladka Sharma gaya,"
Chachi remarked, adding to the amusement.
"Aww,he got shy"
"Bs Karo aap sb," I protested, lifting my head.
"Stop it y'all"
My mother laughed and pointed at my face. "Dekh,Tera chehra pura laal h,"
"Look, your face is all red."
Everyone burst into laughter again, and I hid my face once more. "Maaaa!" I whined, my cheeks burning with embarrassment
"Mommmm!"
"Okay okay,ab koi nahi chidaega. Muje mehndi lagane do," Chachi said, trying to control her laughter.
"Okay, okay, no more teasing. Now let me apply the mehndi
I lifted my head to look at her, my face still red. She chuckled and got ready with the mehndi cone.
I grinned and pulled my kurta down again, revealing a little bit of my chest, and everyone started laughing again.
"Thik h thik h," Chachi said amidst laughter.
"Okay okay"
Then she started writing Natasha's name on my chest, and I felt a surge of happiness as I watched her write it near my heart.
I was interrupted when I heard my cousin's voice.
"Dekho bhabhi,bhaiya aapka name uske seene me likhwa rha h,wo bhi unke Dil ke pass," Rohit said while recording me with his camera.
"Look, bhabhi, bhaiya is writing your name on his chest, that too near his heart,
Before I could respond, Ayush chimed in, "haa bhabhi,inhone bola ki wo aapke beshumar mohobbat krta h,"
He grinned mischievously.
"Yes, bhabhi, he said he is madly in love with you. You are lucky."
"Kya kr rhe ho tum dono,huh,?" I asked as Rohit turned the camera towards me.
"What are you both doing, huh?"
"Recording kr rhe h hum aapko,talk hum ye bhabhi ko dikha sake," Rohit replied, laughing.
"We are recording you so that we can show it to bhabhi,"
"Nahi,ruko. Ye sb Mt Karo," I said, glaring at him.
"No, stop. You are not doing that,"
"Ye toh hokr he rahega," Ayush replied cheekily.
"But it is going to happen,"
Rohit then brought the camera close to my face. "Bhaiya, smile," he instructed, but I looked away shyly.
"Bhaiya,chalo ab has bhi do. Bhabhi ye video dekhengi," Ayush urged.
"Bhaiya, come on, smile. Bhabhi is going to see this,"
Mentioning her made me even more bashful as I smiled shyly and looked down.
Everyone started laughing again, and then my chacha came forward, sitting beside me and gesturing for Rohit to point the camera towards me.
"Beta, me iska chacha hu or tumhara bhi,tum humari beti jaisi ho thik hee?me to bs itna kehna chahunga ki,ye bewakoof tumse itna pyaar krta h ki wo dubara nahi sochega "I love you" bolne ke liye sirf tumhare liye," he chuckled, shaking my shoulder as I covered my face in embarrassment.
"Beta, I'm his chacha and also yours,you are like our own daughter okay?I just want to tell you that,this stupid loves you so much that he'll won't even think twice before shouting I love you in front of everyone just for you"
"Sambhal ke,nahi to tu mehndi kharab kr dega," my chachi warned. I quickly removed my hand and looked down at the name written near my heart.
"Be careful, or you'll smudge the mehndi on your chest,"
"Oh God! Our daughter-in-law will be so happy seeing this," my father said proudly, putting his arm around my mother's shoulder.
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"To arz kiya he............โฅ๏ธ๐ Tujhe kese pta lage tujhe batane se jo darta hu tujhe kese pata Lage tujhe batane se darta hu ๐ agar ek baar ishaar kardiya to tujhe pta lage ka tujhse beshumaar mohobbat karta hu โจ๐"
Here's the English translation:
"I wish to say... โฅ๏ธ๐ How do you know without me telling you, how I fear to tell you? How do you know without me telling you, I fear to tell you? ๐ If I hinted once, you would know how much endless love I have for you. โจ๐"
Shayeri by: FAZALKhan2
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It would a lie if I say that i wasn't blushing while writing this chapter ๐ญโค๏ธ
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