Everything Has Changed

3 | Wanna be my...

When they were out of sight and I and Manya stayed , "Steps to yaad hai na?" I connected my phone to the speaker and lowered the volume down.

I played the medley, we secretly prepared as a surprise for Aashika. After practicing for that, all of us went to bed by 11 for tonight's rituals.

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An hour before the event started I, Manya and Aashika got our mehandi done so that we can enjoy the actual ceremony later at night. We dried our mehandi out and took it off. A deep shade of orange and red hued my palm which popped the beautiful designs up.

The morning after for the Haldi, I got dressed in a silk pink strap sleeved blouse and bodycon skirt that gather pleats in the middle (somewhat like a saree's pleats.) this was a design from my upcoming Jaipuri collection. The blouse had a border of lotuses embroidered in a darker shade of pink.

The set up made for Aashika and Tarun was in the back garden of the hotel. The whole area was decorated with yellow everything. The bride and groom were seated on the low seat with people surrounding them, ready to start the ceremony.

Shubman, Manya, Shashank and Khushpreet stood beside me as we waited for our turn. Aashika's father called us over. I and Manya rushed to her and painted her with the yellow paste while Tarun's friends started a haldi war. I felt someone behind me and before I could turn, I was attached with two hands filled with haldi on my cheeks.

"Ahh." I knew it was Manya as everyone else were in front of my eyes. "Kutti!" I ran behind her with the remaining haldi in the bowl. Knocking her down on the floor I smeared haldi on her face. "Revenge, bitch."

Before I got up I was attacked byvthe whole gang who came to Manya's rescue. "You guys are the worst." I huffed. I'll have to wash my hair again. Ughh!

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After a lively Haldi ceremony, I and Manya were in the room getting ready for the sangeet. I had a black blouse and red ready to wear saree which reminded me of my school's farewell saree. I love saree and Anarkalis, given that I am oblighed to wear Indian outfits most of the time, I have grown an affection towards them.

Manya had a black and golden indo-western jumpsuit. Aashika wanted us to get her ready, so I and Manya helped her. She adorned a silver lehenga that radiated her face heavenly. We decided to wait for the guys to come and then together went to the hall.

I couldn't help but notice Shubman wearing a black pathani. I couldn't help but stare at him. But it got embarrassing when he noticed my eyes on him.

Ahh, Dev you are a princess, Ladko ko tadna shobha nahi deta. I scolded myself and with my head down went in the hall.

The first performance was of the elders ; Aashika and Tarun's parents. They looked so cute grooving on the retro songs, I couldn't help but hype them up.

Now, it was our cue to take the position. Our performance started with Gallan Goodiyan and Drama queen which was continued by Tarun's friends on Desi boys and ended on Rum Whiskey. As the part came to an end, we again took over the stage for the combined section.

Shubman stood beside me as we danced first on Kajra re.

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