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• Sadhana's'S POV •
I gazed at my reflection in the mirror. Wearing a white Bengali saree with a red border, minimum jhumkas, eyes lined with Kohl, tinted chapstick and hair in a loose updo, I quite look beautiful not exaggeratedly but minimally beautiful. Today was the ninth day of Durga Puja and time for the sindhur khela.
The handsome guy is going to have a tough time keeping his hands off himself.
Our last kiss flashed in front of my eyes and I felt butterflies in the bit of my stomach. Our confession then that kiss. Uff I feel hot suddenly.
It was a week since we were dating, and life couldn't be more blissful for me. Everything around felt euphoric and just like a utopia to be true. But he made sure to make me believe that everything happening around me was true.
In this past week, we did a lot of things together like a couple would do. We held hands, walked together in the evening strolling around the park, went on small dates, and had fair shares of eye contact and kisses here and there. Those random hugs and cuddles were the best. And I got to know that the handsome guy was a huge cuddle baby in disguise. He would want cuddles and hugs whenever we were together. Not that I mind.
I giggled to myself with the thought and marched towards the exit when Baba's voice stopped me dead on the track. I quickly squared my shoulders and turned towards him, he sat in his wheelchair while looking at me with his squinting gaze.
"Kaha Jaa rhi ho itna heroine bankar?", he questioned trying to intimidate me
"Kya baba? Abhi toh pareshan mat kijiye na", I whined and walked towards him to which he just chuckled and caressed my hairs
"Meri bacchi kitni badi ho gyi, abhi shaadi ki Umar ho gyi hai aur kuch pata hi nhi chala. Sometimes I feel sorry and hopeless looking at the condition of my family. for all the times I wasn't there for you all hope you forgive me my daughter", he said turning a bit emotional
"Aisa mat kahiye Baba, you don't need to be sorry. If anything you have been our mental support through the tough time", I sniffed trying to keep my tears at bay and hugged him
He reciprocated the hug and caressed my head. We broke the hug and he wiped my tears flicking my nose and making me giggle.
"Chaliye abhi niche chalte hai warna Maa hamare kaan chaba jayegi", I said and both of us laughed.
Dragging him wheelchair, we moved towards the colony lawn where everyone was present. I left Baba to mingle with the other men. They acknowledged his presence and then quickly got back into their conversations, Baba getting along with them.
