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Hello peeps,
So here's another drabble from me in one night.
So here u gooo...
Drabble 2 - remarriage
She looked from her semi- transparent hued veil at many of the male and female present in the large hall. All the males having flower sehras on their faces and all the females coved in veil's much like herself.
She found herself searching for him in all the faces of males present. They all looked the same from a distance. She then tried to find the reason of them being here, listening to the qazi reciting something in the background. She looked at all the females but unable to look at all the faces due to the crowd present all over, lost her endeavor when she felt her side prick as if someone watching her. She looked up to the side and saw her shauhar looking at her with an intense look, his sehra little at the side making it possible for her to see his face in the light.
And boy if he did not look dashing in the creme sherwani.
It was then that she heard everyone prompting her to say qubool hai while she was ogling her would be husband. She very silently whispered qubool hai to the ladies near her which was then said loudly which was succeeded by his accepting her in marriage.
She looked up to look at her newly wedded husband as he gazed at her with his signature smirk that winded her up even after their second marriage though it had occurred in the duration of 1-1/2 months. It was saying something.
Well they had done it again, got married again to strengthen their relationship that had once been on the premise of their mutual hatred. Would now be the very basis of strong bond of friendship and mutual respect. To continue with their kit-kit forever.
Love ya,
Vishruta š³
So here's another drabble from me in one night.
So here u gooo...
Drabble 2 - remarriage
She looked from her semi- transparent hued veil at many of the male and female present in the large hall. All the males having flower sehras on their faces and all the females coved in veil's much like herself.
She found herself searching for him in all the faces of males present. They all looked the same from a distance. She then tried to find the reason of them being here, listening to the qazi reciting something in the background. She looked at all the females but unable to look at all the faces due to the crowd present all over, lost her endeavor when she felt her side prick as if someone watching her. She looked up to the side and saw her shauhar looking at her with an intense look, his sehra little at the side making it possible for her to see his face in the light.
And boy if he did not look dashing in the creme sherwani.
It was then that she heard everyone prompting her to say qubool hai while she was ogling her would be husband. She very silently whispered qubool hai to the ladies near her which was then said loudly which was succeeded by his accepting her in marriage.
She looked up to look at her newly wedded husband as he gazed at her with his signature smirk that winded her up even after their second marriage though it had occurred in the duration of 1-1/2 months. It was saying something.
Well they had done it again, got married again to strengthen their relationship that had once been on the premise of their mutual hatred. Would now be the very basis of strong bond of friendship and mutual respect. To continue with their kit-kit forever.
Love ya,
Vishruta š³
Mr And Mrs Parshuram
Mannat Har Khushi Paane Ki
Seher Hone Ko Hai
