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Hooked! Chapter 8
Lavanya's pov.The body of my Dad laid there, on a flower bed with his dead face, and revti aunty and her family were sitting in a white mat, all of them dressed in white clothes except a pinch of sindoor on ladies' and a red dupatta. They were probably waiting for me to arrive so that the funeral rites could start."Lavi. You want something?" I shook my head at Revti aunty's question and stood behind. She motioned me to sit beside her and i followed. "You are dressed in pink. Change into White, lavi." Sonali aunty whispered and i shook my head in answer."Dad never liked white colour." I answered. Dad always said that wearing white in a funeral is never a compulsion. We need to have peace within ourselves , before letting our clothes symbolise it.Sonali aunty nodded and asked the men to start the rite. Dad's friends had also arrived here as i called them early in the morning. "Girdhar...My son." A pleadingly voice echoed in the silence, followed by many. The family on papers arrive
Hooked! Chapter 9
"Shall i come?" He asked softly. I nodded, Trisha and Ruchika left the room. Uncle came towards me and stood behind me.Just like dad."Do you know why i proposed to marry you and abhishek today?" I shook my head. He smiled and kept his hand over my head. "One reason was the saint. He was not letting you to do the ritual when it was your right. I loved the way you stood for yourself and was firm in decision. It shows how Laksh ji has taken every care to nurture you. The major being your dad.""Dad?""Yeah. He wanted to see you marry before leaving, didn't he? But he could not. His soul left us but not his body. The only thing we can do for him now is, to perform his last rites by you and your husband. So smile in your wedding, He would be happy." He caressed my head in a soothing manner. He was right. I felt him rubbing my under eyes and wiping something off. A tear. The one i was fighting. As in cue, more tears flowed. "But ... i was not allowed to perform the rites, just because
Hooked! Chapter 10
"Fill her partition with vermillion." He took a pinch of vermillion and filled it in my partition. I closed my eyes, suddenly absorbing a new energy within me. We stood for Pheras (rounds) and did the seven of them, around the holy blue flame. The priest chanted the vows and we just followed it. Do we mean it?I surely did.And i was positive that no matter what, he will definately respect me and protect me , even if he won't accept me.The flower petals falling and the low sounds of my anklets, creating a feeling of heaven. I looked at the photo- frame of my dad which was kept beside the priest. He was smiling in the photo, and probably in the heavens too. With mom."Take the blessings of your elders' now."I turned to Dadi to take her blessings but a warm touch on my wrist stopped me. Fire-crackers burst as the touch turned into a grip and i looked at Abhishek. He was looking at my dad's frame. Just like i did moments ago. "We should take dadi's blessings first." I muttered under
Hooked! Chapter 11
"Shall we go?" Abhishek whispered again, but the deadly atmosphere made it loud enough. The winds flew making me shiver and rub my hands. I nodded, seeing his disheveled face that looked as if to ignore the dead-smell but was failing to do so.Ofcourse my dad's body smelt as it was over 24 hours and his flesh started to decade. I wrapped my chunar and walked to the car with Abhishek. Once the car started to move, i gently leaned to the glass pane and closed my eyes. My tiredness taking over. ?𝗔𝗯𝗵𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗸?'𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝘃.I continued to scroll my f******k account but my side eyes fixed at the specific woman, i married an hour ago. Never in my dreams did i thought to marry someone so sudden. Someone who knew nothing about me and me about her. Her face had an unexplained calm, or the blank look, as her eyes were closed. The way she had leaned her head in the glass pane of the window, indicated that she was busy taking a nap. But she was not. Her right foot continued to tap up and down
Hooked! Chapter 12
Abhishek's pov."Now leave your prints here." Mom instructed Lavanya and She pressed her haldi-painted hands in the wall. It had all the imprints from my Great Grand Dadi's time. But why was i here? Almost all the rituals were for Lavanya and i was just following her like a lost puppy. It was merely five in the morning ( and i slept at three). I could not go back to my or Vansh's room either, because of those big scary eyes!! We finally sat on the two stools, placed opposite to each other, and a huge pot filled with milk was kept in the middle. Rose petals swam in the surface. Mom took a ring and dipped her right hand in the liquid. She rotated and rotated, before taking her hand out, empty. "The ring is in the pot! Now you both will try to find it, and whoever wins in the best three- will dominate the relationship." Mom told. What a joke! How can a mere game decide who will dominate who? "No matter whoever wins, a Wife will always dominate her husband." Sadev Chacha jested and
Hooked! Chapter 13
"Lavi, from me. Even though i have had not tasted this emarti, it looks delicious enough." I looked at Vansh who swinged a blue card. His eyes ever shined with mischief. "You are giving your ATM Card?" Sonali aunty asked wide opened. We all knew how possessive Vansh was for his finances. Vansh nodded proudly.That card was not his!! I know it. The way he was swinging the card and the smirk in his face told it all. "Whose card is it?" I asked him, serving emartis to all. Vansh pouted at my question and whined that its his. "Don't lie, or i will tell Kritika that you are organising an expensive lunch in a very expensive restaurant." His pout turned in a grumpy expression as he kept the card in the table. "Its your husband's." His tone was poker. Everyone shared a laugh at his childishness.Your husband...the shivers!!"Call the three musketeers, now. They have slept good enough." Dadi commanded Sia, the house-helper. Sia left with a nod.Revti aunty and Girish uncle gifted me a pair
Hooked! Chapter 14
"The van of the orphanage must be in its way. Lets see if there is something left in kitchen as well." I spoke."Will you give it all? I mean the ones kept in kitchen. " He asked."Ofcourse No. Its used. I can't give it now. I'm thinking to..bring it with us." I suggested and immediately added, "if you don't have any problem." He shook his head and moved to kitchen. We packed the things that we had to give in orphanage and the one which we had to take with ourselves. It was a tedious task. Even Abhishek took deep breadths in between, as he pulled the containers from the higher cabinet. The kitchen clearly had four times of the ration than in storeroom. Dad surely kept the ration of a whole year. In kitchen. "Do you have so much of appetite?" He huffed as he put the large container in the platform. I opened it, slightly mad at his comment. It was of rice."Dad loved to keep ration as he would often call his friends and cook for them. " i replied. "He knew how to cook?" He asked. Was
Hooked! Chapter 15
"What happened, La-van-yaaa???" Vansh sang. Was it their plan? To scare me? If yes, then they surely succeeded. Those horror movies are less scary than this. "You forgot that today is your first night? " Harini blinked her eyes like a chinese doll. Innocence dripping her voice.So this is the reason why i was asked to change in this red saree and put make-up, after the dinner. Such a waste!!"You all are still here? Leave all of you now." The three ran as Dadi spoke in her stern voice. Revti aunty behind her. "Lavanya, take this milk and give to your husband when he comes. Okay?" She hands over me a glass of turmeric milk. I take it and smile back at her.I enter the room with a deep breadth and sigh looking at the decorated room. Scented candles lighted the room and made it feel like a heaven. The pink petals covered the bed and fairy lights decorated the walls. Moon light illuminating from the window made it all pretty.It looked ...lovely.I keep the glass of milk in the side tabl
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