A big thank you to mariee whose constant mentioning reminded me of how boring marriage ceremonies are..
Presenting ... story of RagNa's first meet .. Kalpana Raghav Singhaania ki zubaani..
DISCLAIMER: Any damage to reader's phone, laptop or pc screen after reading this is completely the owner's responsibility and writer cannot be blamed for the same... (As i already warned u😉)
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"Hello Mrs.Singhaania", Maya said in a teasing tone on seeing me enter the marriage hall.. I really wondered who would call her the mother of the groom.. though the aging lines on her face, little wrinkles near her eyes , small strands of white hair would somewhat let a person guess her age but she was still the same girl she was 25 years ago.. my annoyingly cute cousin who would never leave a chance to pull my leg..
She came... actually literally ran towards me and engulfed me in a bone-crushing hug...we gigled like teenagers while our eyes shined with the happiness of meeting each other after a long time.. the last time we met was during her 20th marriage anniversary.. 6 years ago before my family shifted to US..
"Omg...you're here...without jiju..", Maya said in her usual over-acting way.. and that's when we heard the sound of someone clearing their throat..
Maya bent side ways to see who was behind and my cheeks turned red as my handsome husband's hand made their way to hold my waist.. "So my saali was missing me??", Raghav said while moving to stand beside me his hand still on my waist..
"Of course not.. i was just wondering that how come my sis is here without her Mr.Chipkali..",Maya said making a weird face and I chuckled on hearing that name again..
Back when me and Raghav were dating he just would never leave my side.. not that he never gave me space in our relationship but any function or party ..we always were with each other.. and that chipkoo behaviour earned him the name chipkali from Maya..
Raising an eyebrow Raghav mockingly said, "Why... jealous?? that prem isn't so romantic??".. "Oh hello.. who said I'm not romantic??",Prem, my jiju, said while possesively holding Maya's shoulder..
Raghav- I said so..
Prem- Only you think that I'm not romantic..
Raghav- Nope .. only you think that you are the most romantic person..
Prem- Wrong .. only you think so..
Raghav- I don't .. so that means noone thinks that you are romantic.. see I win..
I couldn't help but just keep chucklng on Prem and Raghav fight on who's more romantic..I mean really.. who won't laugh on seeing two oldies (in early 50s so oldies) argue about who's romantic and who's not .. but my fun didn't last for long time as Dhruv came to meet his mausi ma and mausaaji..
Oops forgot to tell you.. that's Dhruv Raghav Singhaania.. Total carbon copy of his father.. except that he is a soft-hearted person like me.. not to forget intelligent too..
"Hi mausi ma.. mausaaji..",Dhruv said while bending down to take Prem and Maya's blessings.. followed by his younger sister Tara.. who was my carbon copy except that she was just like her father .. ziddi..
"Var ko bulaiye (Call the groom)", the panditji said.. ok shouted.. Maya and Prem went away after asking us to be seated while Tara and Dhruv went to meet their cousins..
From the time I entered I really didn't notice that .. this was the same place.. I looked at Raghav and saw him giving me a knowing look.. he too remembered..
Slowly I averted my gaze to look at the decorations while my mind strolled on the path to the most beautiful memory of my life...the day we first met..
Rewinding to the time 25 years back..
"Another boring wedding...Arrghh.", that's what I said to myself while sitting all alone among the empty chairs while my parents were meeting relatives...
Frankly I was here just because my parents forced me to... guess so all youngsters had same reason.. and plus I actually had no idea whose wedding was it.. some uncle's cousin sister's brother-in-law's daughter's marriage.. ARRRGHHH!!!!
And to add fuel to my fire of boredom I had my door ke rishtedaar ( distant relatives) coming near me every ten-fifteen minutes and saying.. "Olakhlas ka???.. Agga me..(Recognised me?? Arey I am..) and they go on to tell me who they are and I do nothing but nod my head with a smile pretending to remember them which in reality I don't... and there were some saying, "Agga..tu Vithal chi mulgi na.. kitti mothi zhaali aahes ga... Maagchya veli baghitlela tevha kiti lahaan hotis..." (You're vithal's daughter na.. gosh you've grown up.. when I last time saw you, you were so small )..
Really..??!! Don't they have other dialogues.. of course I have grown up.. everybody does..
Oh and I missed the best part.. the background was filled with the most annoying classical songs ..where some guy was singing nothing but aaa.. and my damn phone wasn't working.. I just kept cursing myself for falling for my mom's melodrama.. little did I know that this annoying day was my one-way ticket to my soul mate..
"Hi.. ", A guy said before sitting besides me..(who else but my now hubby Raghav).. "This is yours I think..", he said while handing me over the payal.. To say he was not handsome would be the biggest lie .. the perfect muscular frame with the masculine beard.. he was really hot.. I couldn't believe that I thought that..
I had always been the girl who would ignore looks but be more attracted to brains but this guy had those killer looks which no girl can ignore.. "Hello!!", he said while snapping his fingers in front of my eyes.. and that's when I realised that I was actually shamelessly staring at him.. Idiot..I said while mentally smacking myself..
Without giving him another look I snatched the anklet from his hand and tried to wear it again ...but that seemed like the most difficult task..
Another mental smack to me for leaving my hair open.. they constantly kept disturbing me everytime I bent to wear the anklet ... while putting the bangs behind my ear when I somehow managed to almost get it right my bangles slipped down..I was whole-heartedly cursing aai to make me wear those red and white coloured bangles..
Don't know why but I could feel his gaze on me and while I was unsuccesfully wearing the anklet I felt his hand touch mine..
I looked up to see those dark chocolate brown eyes.. one more second with him and I'm gonna go mad..
"Done", he said.. Luckily this time I wasn't very lost.. Muttering a quick thank you I went away to search for my parents.. ok who am I kidding.. I just wanted to go away from him..
Never had I experienced such attraction towards anyone.. and that too at first sight...I didn't even know him.. need to go away..
Way too engrossed in my thoughts I didn't see who was in front of me and
DHADDHH!!
I collided into the waiter who was carrying starters thus successfully messing up my yellow lehenga.. This was it.. the day could not be more bad.. Surrounded by unknown people (the few cousins I knew were from my maternal side and I was attending wedding of my paternal realtives) and I embarass myself .. "Great Kalpi.. keep it up..", I made a sarcastic remark on myself..
"Are you ok??", a familiar voice said.. Why?? why?? why does it have to be him?? I nodded my head without looking at him coz I was kind of scared that I would get lost in those eyes.. Again..
He noticed that I was trying to clean the small drops of chatni on my lehenga.. "Come I'll show you the washroom..", he offered to help.. left with no other option I went with him...
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