'She fell in love with
his soul before she could
touch his skin.
If that isn't love, then
I don't know what is.'
-Bianca Lamarre
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Give and accept – part 2
Sadhvi's POV
After my turn, Meheka was almost given the same things but with different responsibilities.
Where I was given the duties and responsibilities she was given the honor to be the Lakshmi.
It was my and Avrudh’s turn to give our blessings to Meheka and Avesh.
I with my own crown—the veil, walked upto to the couple and handed the blazer I bought for Avesh.
“I don’t know much about your choice so if anything, just say it and we will go together to change it.”
He looked at the item after opening the zip of the cover and grinned,
“I like midnight blue. Thanks bhabhi”
I blinked at the title when Avrudh bumped my shoulder with his, “My turn”
Ignoring the feeling I smiled at Avesh saying,
“Make my sister happy and if ever you find her a little spoilt then it’s mummy’s fault”
Meheka looked at me whining and the rest of the folk laughed. I left the place for Avrudh to join.
He fished a velvet box out of his sherwani pocket and handed it to her saying,
“I always looked at you like a little sister and now you actually are. Welcome to the family, Meheka”
Meheka out of curiosity opened the box and grinning at them looked at Avrudh, “They are beautiful jiju. Wait! Should I call you jiju or Bhaia ji or your honor?”
We all laughed at that.
“You can call me, Avrudh even I won’t mind.”
“No! that would be too disrespectful, afterall we have so many relations now”
Avrudh laughed, “It is okay. Decide first”
“Or better you decide what you are going to call your sister first after the marriage” Harpreet Bua proposed
Meheka’s mouth opened and then she smiled,
“It is decided then. I will call you Jiju because she is my sister first than eill be my Bhabhi”
I grinned
“then I will call you bhabhi, because he is my Bhaia first than jiju”
Avesh announced looking at me and then at his brother
We both shared a smile looking at each other.
“Thank you once again Bhaia and Bhabhi” “or jiju and didi”
they both touched our feets and we blessed them too, awkward we might feel.
Harpreet bua ji stood up to announce dinner when my brother interrupted
“Nobody asked me to give gifts”
“Because you are younger than anyone here Sanidhya” Papa ji said
“If anything honey, you are to receive them” Kanika aunty said
“Okay… I am not complaining”
we all laughed
“but I have something prepared too”
We all looked at him.
He walked in front of Avrudh and me first, “I have this customized broche for both of you”
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Let me be your moon
Literatura romànticaAn Indian arranged marriage love story. Like my first one this one has a new challenge. This girl here is different. Another gleaming image of confidence with sass in compliment. Sadhvi was to marry someone else, Avrudh wasn't in the picture to beg...
