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She watched herself in the mirror.
She blankly stared at herself,at her form.
This was not that she had wanted to happen few days ago.
As the light shone on her skin,the well prim makeup artist decided to comment on her skin.
"She has a beautiful skin.I see she has maintained it well.We just have to do some waterproof makeup and conceal those dark circles.Wait!Here is a pimple.Oh God!I tell you these girls don't even think before indulging in unhealthy food and..."
Saira wanted to say that the makeup artist had herself recommended for her the winter cream that turned out too oily for her skin and shut her mouth.
But instead she chose to remain silent.
She continued to stare around and take in the reality.
More people were coming in.
Some relatives,some more makeup artists and their products,some stylists.
She heard huge commotion outside.
She wanted to run outside and she what the whole noise was about.It had been 15 minutes since she had heard giggling and laughing noises.
But she couldn't.
After all,the nail artists were applying latest nail colour to her hands and legs.
She could hear her long hair being chopped up to some length.
After the nail part was done and her hair were now thoroughly dried and left free,she decided to get up.
Tightening the robe around her,she watched herself.
Her face looked pale.Not a single glow.
But she guessed that was where makeup will step in.
Knock-knock!

She heard someone knock the door.She took a deep breath and walked towards the door to open it.
A stylist stood outside.She was grinning at Saira.
Saira weakly smiled and let her in.
Stylist introduced herself,"Hi!I am Zara.I am Diya's friend.She has sent this for you.Actually you know what?This all has been selected By Nikhil Bhaijaan."
Saira smiled at the brown-haired,black eye girl who wore skin-coloured heavy zari embroidered Anarkali,"Thank you so much for coming.Oh and by the way,you look beautiful."
Zara said with a scowl,"Explain that to my husband Zain.He told me to skip this event.I thought I looked awful."
Saira laughed and said,"Someone looks possessive."
Zara snorted,"After having two kids,how could he be still be so possessive.Ya Allah!"
Saira laughed.
Zara shook her head and said,"let's get you ready.Everyone will await you.Just wait and see what Nikhil bhaijaan has sent.I am sure he will be awestruck."

Saira wanted to snort at Zara's statement.He never looked awestruck.Only she was dazzled.
But she decided to Zara's instructions.
Zara shooed her to changing room.
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Saira carefully looked at herself.
Was she the same girl?
Who was this beautiful girl staring back at her?
"Who is she?Is she my doppelgänger?"Saira asked astonished.
The makeup artists shook their head and some had smiles as they witnessed her astonishment.
Zara smiled,"No.Its you."
Zara reminiscing her wedding had a soft smile as she stared Saira.

As makeup artists rushed out as their work had been done here.
Saira looked back at her form for millionth time.
She was dressed in a Sabyasachi pinkish lehenga which had golden heavy embroidery work done.Each piece and part of her dress was precious.Her head was covered with the dupatta and draped gracefully.Her jewellery was an exquisite range from Kishandas jewellers.

Her heels were golden and was customised just for her.She wore beautiful anklets.
The brown mehendi design adored her hands and feet.In her hands was engraved the letter 'N'.

'I promise you Saira,I promise you,this will be worth,"He promised me as he cupped my cheeks.My tears flowed and tried to wipe with his thumb.
He hugged me and I did not object as I found that we had reached another level of our relationship.
But how worth will it be without this meaning anything?She wanted to ask but instead she silently sobbed and he hugged her and did not leave her.
Until she stopped crying and assured him she was fine.

She loved how the proposal ring shone on her hand.Her hands were adored with beautiful pink bangle with the traditional churas in both hands.

Reference -(1)

"Saira,Are you sure you don't wanna be a runaway bride?"

Yes,she was now a bride.

She smiled at the concern voice of her brother,Aarav.
"Saira,How wonderful the news will be!A beautiful runaway bride!We can try that!"she found herself giggling at Shyla.

She saw the subtle interplay of emerald green and metallic embroidery in Shyla's sari.Plus, the choker-style diamond and emeralds necklace and earrings are offset with just a slim watch and rings on the hands. She looked really pretty.

Shyla and Aarav stood at her side.
Aarav had tears in his eyes.
He never knew that day would come so soon.What was she according to him still?
Saira still remained the same toddler for whom Aarav had sworn to be a good protective brother.
Saira for him still remained the same sister for whom Aarav made pigtails for her school.
Still the same sister for whom he made and had specially learned from their mother to boil milk and prepare sandwich when she was hungry.
Still the same sister who always made him feel proud.
He could go on making list for reasons to be emotional.
Shyla too had tears.Her best friend,their sister like bond,everything she remembered.
Saira too felt like crying.
"Oh no!No making our bride a cry baby!Her makeup will be ruined!"Zara exclaimed.
They all chuckled at her statement.
Zara touched Aarav's feet.Aarav was surprised.
Zara grinned and said,"Isn't It tradition to touch elderly people's feet?"
At this Shyla and Saira burst out laughing.
Aarav nodded at her.
Zara then told,"Oh and Uncle is asking you to check the caterers.Ya allah!I have to call and check if Zain has checked Zainab' s homework.I tell you she is intelligent but the way Zain pampers her I don't want her to be spoiled...Uhh,I started rambling again.Excuse me."
Saira and Shyla smiled and nodded at her.
Meanwhile Aarav was already gone to check for the caterers.
Shyla then turned to her friend,and asked,"Saira,Are you happy?"
Saira remained silent and contemplated what should she say before she nodded.
Shyla made her sit and said,"Tell me Saira,what do you like in him?"

Saira stared at her in surprise and certainly did not expect this question.She chose to just answer,"Uhh what?"
Shyla just stared at her.Shyla knew Saira had heard her question.
Saira thought.What will she tell Shyla?
She closed her eyes.
She saw him.
A scowl 90 percent times.She smiled.
As she searched in her mind for  the words,her heart manage to whisper.
She softly smiled with a daze and said,"He is not the usual crowd."She chuckled at her choice of words and then managed to whisper,"He is different.He manages to scowl at my humourful jokes though.He is a bit weird at times but then...He is..."
Shyla then hugged her and said in a soothing voice,"I am happy for you!"
Saira returned back the hug.Suddenly her phone buzzed with notification.
They both glanced at the message.Shyla shot her a wink and excused herself.

It was Nikhil's message.
N- Hey!
S-I am not running away! :P
N-Oh!I had decided that we could run away from our own wedding :/
      Oh well,are you ok?
S-Are you fine with it?
N-why would you ask me this question,I am not being married...wait..I am.
S- Idioto!
N-Is that even a word?
S-Does it even matter?
N-Go away
S-To come again XD
N-What the hell?
S-Thank you
N-My eyes seem to be bit blurry.Am I reading it right?
S-Yes.
N-Hmm.No sarcasm detected.Are you emotional?
S-Maybe.
N-Oh god!i WILL TTYL.THESE RELATIVES SEEM TO BE VAMPIRES.THEY ARE TRYING TO PRY INTO WHAT IS INTO MY CUPBOARD!
S-Lol.Bye.Meet you at our wedding.

Saira was smiling until she heard the known feminine voice,"Saira,are you happy?"
Saira's expression of happiness died down and she stared blankly at the ground.
At times,ground seems more interesting than talking to people or hearing them.
Mrs Kapoor huffed up and said,"How many days will you not talk to us?"
Until you actually say that you are apologetic about forcing me to marry Nikhil in next three days.
Saira stayed silent.
Mr Kapoor entered angrily and said,"Leave it.If she can't understand,it's not out fault.I can't believe she is the same Saira.Didn't we teach her  manners?"
They ranted out and Saira remained silent.
Finally they left the room.
Saira did not understand what had happened to her parents.They were always broad minded.Always supporting her choice.
And when it came to life choice,why were they forcing her?

She sat and wondered how drastically life had changed the past few weeks.

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Nikhil sat uncomfortably on a horse as his own sister and all relatives were giving teasing looks.
The fact that he also had to manage someone's 'Bholu' did not help much as the five year continued to cry to go towards his mother who was doing nagin dance 'the typical Indian style' with her husband.
Nikhil was dressed in light greenish sherwani wearing a set of pearl necklace for groom.A silk drape which almost matched with Saira's dress was also wrapped around in a neat manner.He looked like a royal groom.
He wore a heavy Pagri with sarpech which was custom for all Indian grooms.

Reference-(2)

Reference-(3)

He waited impatiently as finally they reached the venue.
It was Mughal themed venue.The media were trying to snap his photos and some waited for bride's arrival.
He finally breathed happily when he got down the horse and stood in front of Mr and Mrs Kapoor.
He watched as Mr and Mrs Malhotra hugged each other and made them flower necklaces and did all their traditions.
Then they turned to Nikhil to make him wear the flower necklaces.It was made of roses and around everywhere he could smell the sweet roses fragrance.Mrs Kapoor did all their traditions.Nikhil bent down to touch their feet as they were elder.
They blessed him.Mrs Kapoor decided to hold Nikhil's nose and Nikhil was surprised.
Everyone laughed and giggled their whereas Nikhil was curious.
Mrs Kapoor decided to speak and said,"I am giving you my precious daughter.Don't you dare break her trust or anything."
Nikhil nodded and they proceeded inside.

It was beautifully decorated.He was impressed by Aarav.Aarav and Shyla welcomed everyone.
Diya hugged Shyla and greeted her.
She was dressed in pretty floral lehenga with earrings of pearl.Her hair were curled to perfection and the makeup she had done just made her features look sharp.

There were gigglings,laughing,kids playing,some grumbling about food and venue,some about wedding in haste.
Starters were being served along with hot beverages as the night seemed to be getting chilled.
Suddenly they heard the commotion and all looked towards that direction.
And their,she walked gracefully with her face ducked down as she smiled shyly as everyone were in awe with how she she looked.Her brother and other cousins held above her head something which Nikhil did not know.
Shyla accompanied her and she smirked seeing Nikhil's reaction.

Nikhil almost stopped breathing and his throat went dry.Never in his life had he thought.

That he would be awestruck with the girl who stood just at five feet and something.
Well,it was just the beginning.....

The Indian Dictionary

1. Lehenga:
a full ankle-length skirt worn by Indian women, usually on formal or ceremonial occasions.
See reference-(1) to get the idea.

2. Sherwani:
a knee-length coat buttoning to the neck, worn by men from South Asia.
See reference-2

3.Pagri:
A Pagri is usually a long plain unstitched cloth. The length may vary according to the type. The cloth indicates the region and the community of the wearer.
See reference-3

4.Sarpech:

Sarpech (turban ornament) worn on special occasions, India.

4.Nagin dance:
Oh well,I can't really explain it.Its a dance form which can be noticed in almost Indian wedding.Lol.
Here is an example if you want.
Caution:You may faint from this extreme form of dance. lol😂😂😂

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Did anyone see that coming?Wedding?
Well I had warned you.
Those Sabhyasachi collections are so damn beautiful.I fell in love with them already.
How did you like the description?And did you expect Nikhil to be so supportive?
Well,please keep commenting,voting and reading!
Ciao!