::Fanaa:: [ArSh FF] (Chapter 4- Page 13) - Page 8

"Varta this blouse is a bit tight for me, don't you think?" I asked her and turned around to show my pink colored blouse.

"Oh c'mon Shilpa, it's perfectly fine! And by the way it shows your curves… and you look beautiful in this lehenga!" She said.

"Varta…"

"It's my wedding and you'll wear that dress at any cost, you get it?" She said and gave me a threatening glare.

"Fine" I said sulkily and looked at myself in the mirror again. Honestly speaking the lehenga was very beautiful. It had a princess cut blouse with a low neck and at the back it was supported by just a 'dori. . Too revealing. But I had to wear it anyway.

The wedding was scheduled for today and I had already rejected 4 of the lehengas that we had brought, and this was the last one, so I had to wear it.

I went in the bathroom, took a quick shower and changed into a blue salwar kameez, and after 15 minutes Varta me and some of our other friends, went to the saloon to get our hair and makeup fixed.

The hair dresser showed us a number of hair styles and I choose one. My hair was curled from the bottom into small ringlets. After it was done she did our makeup, and we went home and changed.

I looked at myself in the mirror, I looked gorgeous, she done a very subtle and light makeup, just as I liked it, and the curls were beautiful.

I wore my jewellery and sandals and went to Varta's room to help her get ready. After one hour all of us were ready. Varta looked absolutely breath-taking with her maroon and golden lehenga.

"Jay will have a hard time in keeping his hands to himself, tonight!" I said and everyone giggled, and Varta blushed.

"Is Anjali coming?" Varta asked on of our friends, she shook her head and told her that her brother's fianc had just broken their marriage so she wouldn't be coming. Anjali was Varta's college friend, who co-incidentally was in Kashmir.

"So isn't anyone coming from their side?" Varta asked.

"No, someone is coming, she said her and your friend… what was his name? Yeah Armaan... She said that Armaan will be coming" She said.

My heart suddenly started beating faster, Armaan…? Surely this cannot be that Armaan… There can surely be more Armaans' out there! But secretly in my heart I knew it was that Armaan…

****

"Anjali... are you crazy? I cannot go to some random wedding, while leaving you and Sid in this condition!" I said, and tugged at my hair.

"Armaan please! She used to be my best friend and a good friend of yours in the college days! Please go… for me?" She said with tears in her eyes.

"Fine, but I won't be there for long and I will take someone with me, ok?" I said, and for the first time today she actually smiled and hugged me tightly.

I went to my room and looked at my clothes in disgust; there wasn't one good thing to wear! And then suddenly I remembered about the packet that my mother had sent me, I opened it and saw a white colored sherwani. I quickly wore it and took one of friends with me.

We reached the venue in about 10 minutes. I looked here and there trying to find one familiar face. Then I saw her… Shilpa. She was looking like an angel in a beautiful pink lehenga. She took my breath away, literally.

Then as if she could feel someone watching her she turned and her eyes met mine. There was surprise in them. I smiled at her and she smiled back. Then she looked down and even though she had worn makeup, I could see her blush.

"Hey" I said and stood next to her.

"Hey" She said.

"You know Varta?" She asked me.

"Yes, I know her, she's an old college friend." I said, she nodded and looked down.

Then suddenly the lights were dim, and there was a spotlight on the staircase, Varta stood there, she looked beautiful. She descended down, and sat at the chair next to her soon-to-be-husband.

Then some music started playing and some of Shilpa's friend took her to the centre of the hall, and started dancing.

Then to my utter surprise she started singing.

Tinga linga linga linga
Linga linga linga linga
Tinga linga linga linga
Tinga linga linga linga

Katiya karoon
Katiya karoon
Tera roop katiya karoon
Tera roon tere roon
Tera roon roon roon roon

Sari raate katiya karoon
Katiya karoon
Katiya karoon
Sari raate katiya karoon
Katiya karoon
Katiya karoon
Sari raate katiya karoon

Saara din sochan
Vich langda
Tere lai hun jeeyun te marun

Tinga linga linga linga
Linga linga linga linga
Tinga linga linga linga
Tinga linga linga linga

Tinga linga linga linga
Linga linga linga linga
Tinga linga linga linga
Tinga linga linga linga

Eh tan mera……a…
Charkha..a.. hove
Hove ulfat..
Yaar… di…
Chitta roop…

Tinga linga linga linga
Linga linga linga linga
Tinga linga linga linga
Tinga linga linga linga

Nachdi phiroon
Tapdi phiroon
Keeli main
Napdi phiroon

Hadh karoon
Hadh karoon
Hadh karoon roon roon roon..

Yara bulle
Lutiya karoon
Lutiya karoon
Lutiya karoon

Yara bulle
Lutiya karoon
Lutiya karoon
Lutiya karoon
Yara bulle
Lutiya karoon

Mainu dar hun
Naiyo jag da
Tere lai hun jeeyun te marun

Katta roon….o….
Katta roo……

Main sari raat katiya
Katiya karun
Sari raat katiya
Katiya karun
Sari raat katiya
Katiya karun
Sari raat katiya
Katiya karun

Main saari raat katiya
katiya karun
Saari raat katiya
Katiya karoon…uvu…uvu….

****

We sang and danced and had lots of fun, we were going to tease the boys on not being a sport when Armaan started singing.

suno ik thi kaanch ki gudiya
suno ik thi pyaar ki pudiya
sadke, uss pyaar ke

suno ik tha pind da shera
aaya kas ke baandh woh sehra
sadke, uss yaar ke

suno ik thi kaanch ki gudiya
suno ik thi pyaar ki pudiya
sadke, uss pyaar ke

suno ik tha pind da shera
aaya kas ke baandh woh sehra
sadke, uss yaar ke

saji thi doli woh,
chadha tha ghodi voh
khoya jaane kahan inna sona
pyaar baliye

jogi mahi, heer raanjhana,
sab nu ja ke main yeh bolna,
baat bol ke, raaz kholna

He sang and looked at me; I was stunned he had such a beautiful voice… Everyone clapped for them, and I could bet mine was the loudest.

He looked at me as if trying to say it's for you. I kept looking at him, and he winked I blushed and looked down and turned around, and splash! Something spilled on my dress.

I looked down and saw 2-3 glasses of some kind of drink had spilled on my dress. I huffed and went into my room to change. There was only one spare lehenga. The white lehenga, which supposedly Sapna was going to wear, but she refused.

It had full net sleeves with some silver sequins in the front and two doris at the back to tie up the blouse. I tied the first dori and reached for the second one, but couldn't tie it properly, it would open up.

I huffed and stood infront of the mirror and tried again.

****

I looked around for Shilpa, she was nowhere in sight and then I saw her climbing the stairs, after some time I went up, and entered a room.

I went in and pulled apart the curtains, without making a sound and saw Shilpa desperately trying to tie up her blouse.

I went and gently tied up the strings, she went rigid. When I was tying the strings my hand accidentally brushed her back, and a shiver ran down her spine. She exhaled loudly.

She turned and looked at me, her eyes filled with some emotion I couldn't understand. She gently brushed her hand along my jaw line, and I closed my eyes.

I encircled my arms around her waist and pulled her close, she started leaning in, and I knew where it was leading to… the rational part of my brain said no, don't do this you still haven't broken up with Anjali. I won't cheat her even if I do not love her anymore.

I gently pushed her and went back to the party, I told my friend and we both left the wedding. When I reached the base I quickly changed and lay down, tears were stinging at the back of my eyelids.

****

It felt as if the whole world had collapsed, in that moment I knew I loved Armaan, more than anyone I've loved so far. And I had been rejected. He had pushed me when…

Tears flowed from my eyes uncontrollably; I sat down on the floor and hugged my knees, and rocked myself back and forth.

Then I remembered that I had a wedding to attend, and I wouldn't let Armaan mess up that.

Even though how hard I tried that day, I knew I couldn't hate him. He was a part of me now, even though we had just met a few days before.

I quickly washed my face and went down, the whole time I gave fake smiled to everyone, while inside I was a mess.

****

"Thanks Yuvika, for being there with us whenever we needed you." Anjali said and smiled at Yuvika, who in turn smiled back and looked at me.

"Thanks Yuvika, if you wouldn't have been there, then I don't know what I would've done. Thanks for everything." I said.

I and Anjali were leaving for Delhi today for a week to stay with mum, we hadn't informed Armaan yet, and had told Yuvika to do it.

"Bye" She said and waved us.

I don't why but it felt like I was leaving a part of me behind…

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