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"Ready?" My brother asked he entered my hotel room.
My back was towards him. I took a deep breath and turned around.
"You look beautiful di," he gasped.
I am wearing a red lehenga with tons of make-up, heavy jewellery and dozens of bangles. This makeup took me almost three hours. My hands and legs were covered in mehendi and my hair were perfectly styled. I was completely dolled up!
Yes, I did look like a typical Indian bride.
I gave him a small smile and started walking outside. Every pair of eyes was on me as I entered. My body tensed at the attention I was getting. I wanted the earth to swallow me. I was continuously looking down on the red carpet as if it's the most fascinating thing in the world. My hands were sweaty and my heart was beating at an abnormal pace.
"It's okay, I am still here," My brother whispered.
His words kind of calmed me down but the nervousness was still there. I raised my eyes and my eyes met his. Coldness and hatred reciprocated from his black orbs making them even more black if that was possible. He looked gorgeous in his sherwani though.
The entire place was decorated just like any other Indian wedding should like. Lanterns, Mandap with Hawan, lots and lots of guests and obviously food.
My entire family was surrounded by the porch in which I was going to get married. The fire was lit and we had to sit in front of it to take the seven vows. It just feels like yesterday when my wedding was decided.
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