I know I am super duper late this time. Sorry for the time I kept u waiting. But guess what I tried something new this time. Hope u will like it.
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The sun was about to set unfurling the Tangerine hues of the sky but my eyes which were now fixated at one particular direction refused to even blink. And why is that? Because they were witnessing the most satisfying and gratifying view that could seize anyone's fluttering eyelids. In an attempt to justify my exaggerated description to myself I gyrated my head noticing everyone's gaze and guess what my thoughts were true in all the senses. I briskly moved my head not wanting to miss out on any moment of the gladsome and delightful scene.

Dressed in a beige zari sherwani he was looking no less than a prince charming every girl would dream of. His dense hair was almost covered by the Rajasthani pagari (turban) which was colour co-ordinated with the gold-embroidered and stone-studded burgundy silk lehenga of her's. For the first time in her life she wore something this heavy just to make him happy. And the smile that crept on his face when he looked at her entering the mandap was worth her efforts. His heart might have done few somersaults seeing her approach him. As she sat on the tuffet beside him, he placed his palm gently on the back of her hand making her head turn to his side and did his signature move the 'blink and nod'. He might have noticed her heaving chest which perspicuously projected her nervousness making him opt to his 'blink and nod' therapy that magically works on her. She let out a sigh of relief and flashed a toothy smile which made him grin. Both were lost in each other's honey brown eyes may be trying to measure the depth.

Pandit's "var Vadhu varmala ke liye khade ho jayiye" (bride and groom stand for the garland ritual) made them come out of their reverie. Embarassed, they shifted their gaze to their respective right and stood up facing each other. They were given malas (garlands) and asked to place around each other's neck. Usually it's the bride's turn first so she stepped forward and lifted her arms in the air to reach his height while their friends and cousins picked him up playfully hindering her attempt. The place was filled with laughter as she tried hard to reach him hopping in her place. After seeing her futile attempts and pouty face some of them shifted to her side and picked her up too. And now she was at the same level as his.

As her hands were about to reach him I heard my name from a familiar voice, sweet and tender but it was irritating me. I turned my eyes to look at her,clad in a sparkling silver lehenga. She ushered her hands in front of me calling me for umpteenth time "Appu! Kaha khoyi hui ho?" (Where are u lost?).

"In adizaland" I mouthed her a reluctant reply evidently showing my displeasure towards her for interrupting my ecstatic day dream.

I was in the naamkarann set where avneil wedding sequence was being filmed. Di and jiju surprised me at the airport, walking hand in hand they broke the news of their relationship to me. I was dumb-struck on hearing the appalling piece of information. Unable to contain myself I jumped into di's arms and congratulated her. I thanked jiju for coming into di's life and changing it to this extent. She no longer looked like a broken person in search of acceptance. Her smile always radiated positive energy throughout but today it was way more different from her usual one. It manifested her inner happiness of finding the certain someone she owned. I met jiju for the first time but it didn't seem like a first meeting at all. His care and concern towards me as he asked me about my flight journey and whether I had my lunch or not, made me admire him more. He was precious than the most precious thing on this planet.

"Kya?" (What) she yelled alerting me. She grabbed a chair and sat beside me looking at me expectantly for my answer.

On deciding to tease her I replied "Haan di I was actually dreaming of ur's and jiju's wedding. This set and the scene u r shooting today is doing no good to my imaginative self" leaving her blush profusely.

And there appeared the hero of my imagination, the ruler of my di's Kingdom of heart. "Kya baatein ho Rahi hai yaha mere bina? Aur yeh itna muskura kyu Rahi hai? Aisa konsa joke crack kar liya hai tumne Appu? mujhe bhi batau" (what's going on here? And y is she smiling sheepishly? What's that joke u cracked Appu? Tell me also) he asked curiously sitting in a chair opposite to us.

I looked at my right to see di still staring elsewhere. Concluding that she was in her lalaland with jiju I decided to answer his question. "Wo kya hai na ji..." (Actually ji..) I couldn't continue further as di held my hand firmly forcing me to look her way. She was moving her eyebrows and pupils in a weird way to a certain side. Not able to decipher her actions I hastily turned to the side she was trying to point with her dancing eyeballs. There was a man in his early twenties standing behind jiju watching us with a frown on his face. I was about to call my di's boyfriend jiju in front of that man. I don't know who he is but I clearly understood that di doesn't want me utter jiju now. I tried to cover it up "Ji haa zain ji aisa hi hua tha" (yes zainji that's all what had happened) though I was very weak at it.

That man scrunched his brows before getting hold of a chair and sat beside jiju. Jiju was slightly confused but as he saw that man he realised why I called him 'zain ji'. Not giving any chance to the man to ask anything di introduced me to him. "Hey gautam...this is my sister aparajitha and Appu he is gautam u might have seen him while shooting"

"Oh yeah...Hi" I said though I didn't see him in the scene because I was so engrossed in my favourite act. He genuinely smiled at me and extended his hand for a handshake. I happily obliged "nice to meet u" he said for which I replied "nice to meet u too gautam". And I dug the first hole for myself addressing him gautam. Why? U will know that later.

"Aditi ki behen ko pick karne Gaye the tum dono? mujhe Laga koi common friend hoga tum donoka" (u both went to pick Aditi's sister I thought it would be some common frnd of ur's) he seemed to ask casually but his intentions were different unknown to me at that instant.

"Woh actually mein inko pehle se jaanti thi" (actually I knew him earlier) I said pointing jiju. And this was another hole I dug for myself. I could sense di mentally facepalming for bringing me here.

"Ohh isn't it weird that we are meeting for the first time and u addressed me gautam but called zain 'zain ji' though u had known him before" he sounded playful but for me he looked like a police officer and I was getting interrogated by him. His gaze pierced me as if he was demanding an answer.

"She is used to calling me that bro I don't think it's weird and moreover we met long ago, at that time she was too young and shy to call me by name. That's it" jiju covered up for me and I couldn't stop myself from thanking him then and there  with my eyes.

"Oh I see" he said feeling defeated I guess. He was trying to get some hidden information that my di and jiju had successfully maintained under wraps. I could clearly notice that but what I didn't understand was y are they being secretive?

The break was over and whole cast were called for enacting the scene. I felt glad and thanked the director in mind. They went to perform and I went to my dreamland, 'adizaland' to be precise.

To be continued....

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So how's it? Liked it or not?

It is short may be but this really close to my heart as I spent a lot of time writing it.

I have been reading novels these days. I wasn't that fond of reading back then. But now I feel it improves a person's writing skills. What do u think? Could find any difference in my writing?

Have u watched Aditi's birthday segment? Did u enjoy it? Comment and tell me what all u noticed.

Keep smiling😊 and stay blessed 😇

Lots of love
Yoshi♥️