LONGINGNESS OF LOVE (the love we miss)

Chaos with Kundalis!!

Srida's POV:

A great morning for me at 10 am, lying in my comfy bed. I'm at Sharma Mansion; I returned yesterday evening because Dadi ordered me to come as soon as possible. Just to tell me that I have to clear every work today because today is the day when they will decide to take away my freedom of single life, like acchi khasi zindagi barbaad karni hai.

(A good deal of life has to be wasted.)

 I know I'm overthinking; it's just all new to me. Is being single a crime? Hell no!! Every time Dadi talks about this marriage, only one question arises. 'Iss Sajjan ko kya takleef hai?' Dadi is a Hitler when it comes to the topic of marriage. 

(What is this man's problem?)

The talk between me and Anshuman was great, but I want to forget about that kiss thing. Like hell, how I was looking so desperate for a kiss; it was like my teenage hormones, which didn't show in my teenage years, were activated. 'Is there anything like that?' I don't know, but I feel so embarrassed to meet him today. 

Also, it might be because I got my period this morning. Which sucks!! I don't know how it feels, but when he said that he had a crush on someone, I felt something in the pit of my stomach, and my heart felt heavy. But I shouldn't feel like this, right? Ughhh Studies say some girls get pre-period mood swings, some during their period, and some get post-period mood swings, and I think I am getting all in one. My three weeks of the month are going in mood swings. I was still in my bed, thinking about the messed-up situation which I have to face today.

 I'm in my bunny T-shirt and long cotton pajamas because I was feeling cold. Mumbai is unpredictable in terms of winter; it's near March, and this will be the last month of winter. I like winter, not having to worry about rainy messed-up roads of Mumbai, nor summer because of the heatstroke Mumbai has been facing for some years now. I look at my room; it was the same, no changes from my childhood. 

I still have Harry Potter posters on my study table walls; of course, he was my first crush. It reminds me of how I fantasized about having my first kiss with Harry Potter. Great, Srida Sharma!! I have a vintage bookshelf with a mirrored door to keep my Harry Potter series books and some of my written drafts of the books. Also, now some files of AbhiSri. 

Suddenly, someone barged into my room. I look at the person, but it turns out to be my own brother. Advit waved at me, as if I was the one he was excited to meet after years. 

Advit: Dii, you know, I was out for some shopping, and guess what I bought? (he said with so much enthusiasm, making me look at him with confusion)

It reminds me I'm on my period, enduring cramps, because I was not in the mood to walk to my wardrobe to remove the heating pad. I sank into my blanket more when he sat beside me on the bed. 

"What did you buy now?" I said in my least interested tone, not in the mood to entertain him. 

Advit: While buying some stuff, I came across a new way, so I took a ride and found a small old candy shop. I got you orange candies. (he said while removing a small packet of candies)

They're my favorite candies; they always remind me of childhood. I used to fight to have more candies; my eyes twinkled seeing the candies. As soon as I reached out to pick the packet to grab some, he closed his hands in a fist and backed away. 

"Give them to me," I said in annoyance. 

Advit: I want something in return. (he said, grinning, making me want to break every one of his teeth. I gave him a tight-lipped smile.)