My phone rings for the nth time as I try to climb up the stairs as fast as I can, out of all days the elevator had to be out of service TODAY, wearing the heavy lehenga seems to add to the misery, I open the door to the hall and see my whole family...
"Ruhum ruhun, ruhun ruhum olsun -- Turkish proverb ( let my soul be your soul, let your soul be my soul) --------------------------------------------------------- 5 years ago--
Vahni POV:
For the first time in a month I feel happy, as I reach home, I run to my room and start rummaging through my closet, after searching for what it feels like ages I finally choose my outfit...
But amidst all this excitement, I make a conscious decision to keep Vihaan out of my mind, at least for today. I've been thinking about him nonstop for weeks, and it's exhausting. I need a break from the constant ache in my heart. So, I push all thoughts of him aside and focus on getting ready for my movie night.
I step into the washroom and let out a deep sigh as I turn on the faucet letting the warm water of the shower wash over me easing the tension and stress of the past few hectic weeks of mid-semester exams
After a long bath I wrap myself in a plush towel and make my way to my closet, where I've laid out the perfect outfit for a movie night. I slip into a pair of dark-washed jeans and a comfortable white sweater, feeling the soft fabric against my skin. I add a pair of sneakers and a light jacket to complete the look, feeling casual yet put-together.
I walk over to the mirror and give myself a once-over. I look fresh and relaxed, with a hint of excitement in my eyes. I decide to add a touch of makeup to enhance my natural look. I apply a light layer of foundation, a swipe of mascara, and a soft pink lip balm. I take a step back and examine my reflection, feeling satisfied with the result. I look like myself, but a slightly more polished version. I'm ready to head out and enjoy the movie with my friends.
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( VAHNI'S OUTFIT )
As I head downstairs, I hear the familiar sound of a horn honking outside. I jog out to the entrance to see my best friends, Anisha and Shruti,sitting in Anisha's bright red Honda Jazz. The car's vibrant color always brings a smile to my face. I hop in, and we exchange excited greetings.
The drive to the movie theater is filled with chatter and laughter. We catch up on each other's lives, sharing stories and gossip. The 30-minute drive flies by, and before I know it, we're pulling into the theater's parking lot.
We buy our tickets and a large bucket of popcorn, and then head inside to grab our seats. Before the movie starts, we take a few selfies together, grinning from ear to ear. The movie, a highly anticipated blockbuster, is two hours and 45 minutes long. We're completely absorbed in the story, cheering and gasping at all the right moments.
As the credits roll, we file out of the theater, discussing our favorite scenes and characters. We decide to grab dinner at a nearby restaurant, feasting on pizza and pasta. The evening is filled with laughter and good company, and I'm grateful for these moments with my friends.
As the night winds down, we head back to the car, tired but happy. The drive home is quieter, with each of us lost in our own thoughts. I gaze out the window, watching the city lights blur by, feeling content and at peace.
As I push open the front door, I'm greeted by the warm glow of the living room. My parents are cozied up on the couch, watching a romantic comedy on TV. They're the best, always making time for me despite their busy schedules. They have a way of balancing their work and personal life, and I admire them for that.
As soon as they see me, they pause the movie and turn their attention to me. "Hey, beta! How was your day? How were your exams?" my mom asks, concern etched on her face. My dad chimes in, "And how was your movie outing? Did you have fun with your friends?"
I take a seat next to them on the couch and launch into a detailed account of my day. We spend the next 30 minutes chatting and laughing together, catching up on each other's lives. My parents listen attentively, asking questions and making supportive noises. I feel grateful for this quality time with them.
As the conversation winds down, I glance at the clock and realize it's getting late. I bid my parents goodnight, giving them each a hug and a kiss on the cheek. "I'm going to bed, Mom, Dad. I'm exhausted," I say, yawning.
I head to my room, feeling content and happy after our lovely evening together. I get into my pajamas, removing my makeup and washing my face. I brush my teeth and change into comfortable clothes, feeling the softness of my bed beckon me. I climb under the covers, snuggle into my pillow, and close my eyes, letting out a deep sigh.
As I drift off to sleep, I'm surrounded by the comforting silence of my room. But before sleep's darkness engulfs me, I wish for once, my phone would ding with a notification, and it would be from him. Just a simple message, a hello, or a how are you? Something to let me know he's thinking of me too. But the silence is deafening, and I'm left with only my thoughts as I slip into the darkness of sleep.
--------------------------------------------------------- Okay!! So here's an update for today! Did u like the 7th chapter? Lemme know in the comments
I feel so bad for Vahni rn tbh! My girl is suffering :( But that's a part of loving someone ig ;)
