Ready? Everyone will be arriving in few minutes." His velvety voice somehow didn't sooth me. I mean, I can't understand whether he is doing all these with good intentions or bad. I mean, are there any hidden agendas? Every time I wanted to believe him, he did something that made me hate him more. Ugh! Anyways, looks can be deceiving!

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Guests started swarming in. And I started nodding my head like a marionette. Mr. and Mrs. this, Mr. and Mrs. that. His colleagues, their wives. Few women kissed the air near my cheek. Whatever! So boring. Oh god! When will this end. Every minute I am sitting, someone turns up, I have to stand up give a cheesy smile, allow the guest to click selfies with me, ugh! And then the photographer. I swear if he takes another photo, I am going to strangle him. God, at least ten different poses I have posed for him, and yet he is not satisfied! And then there is by beloved husband. What silly ideas he has. "you go a few feet away, I will pull the drape of your dupatta" He said, sitting on his knees, pulling my dupatta. And yes, that is a "POSE". The photographer gave his a thumbs up sign and started clicking again. I eat up all the curses I want to give.

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"Hiraaaaa...." A familiar sweet scream rang into my ears. No. No way. This can't happen. I am hallucinating.

"babu.." Baba! Oh my god. I can't believe my eyes! My father is here! And there behind him, is ma! Oh my god! They are here for real! And then behind them, came Trisha Ma and Rangon Baba.

"Surprise!" They yelled together, and I just gawked at them.

My trance broke as I felt someone closing my chin. Gosh, I didn't even realise I was gaping at them with opened mouth.

And before I knew, I was into my father's arms. Followed by ma, Trisha Ma, Rangon Baba. Oh god! It has just been a week, but it felt like ages. Oh god! Damn, how many times will I say 'oh god'. Rangod had once lightly hinted me about a surprise gift, if this is it, then I totally loved it. Oh god Rangon, I love you. Fuck. Did I say I love him? No no no. That came out just in flow.

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The party went kinda well. But what I am really happy about was the arrival of our parents. How I wish, we all stayed together. But.. anyways..

We all sat in the drawing room, half dead. Or at least I was so. Sleeping arrangement today was ma and Baba in our guest room, Trisha Ma and Rangon Baba in our bedroom and we, as in I and Rangon in the sofa cum bed in our drawing room. In fact, we all are sitting on the sofa cum bed right now, chatting.

Rangon Baba told me how this party was planned during our marriage, how they came and stayed in the guest house. I kept tossing my head from baba to Rohit to ma to back to Rohit.

"See Hira.." My ma started, "How Rohit has accepted your profession. See. He is wearing a dress designed by you. I am so happy. So impressed!" She chirped.

And I felt a my right palm being pressed under the sheet. I looked at him. Shameless. But wait. His face... his face.. Umm.. No, it's not delight. But a smirk!

"That was the plan." He mildly whispered. I was about to thank him, when he spoiled everything. "To let uncle aunty feel, I like what you do. Don't get your hopes high."

JERK! BIG TIME JERK!