My tears are dried now. Hoisting his hand, tenderly he touches my cheeks, " You cried, " He says.      I open my mouth to dig my teeth in my lower lip but I stop myself as the small cut is healing, "I was feeling alone." I say in the middle of a sight.      Weirdly, I'm feeling composure in his presence. He stares down. I followed his gaze, "I wasn't hungry." I whisper.      He bends forward and glances into my eyes. I'm not feeling alone and longing for crying without reason anymore. Presumably, It's his absence that causes me all this, " Come, I've something for you. You'll like it. " He holds out his hand.      I hesitate but put my hand in his. He tugs me off the bench and locks his arm around my waist taking my weight, " What is it? " I ask him as we walk in together. 

                The place looks crowded when Arya parks his car along the roadside. I softly bite my lips and withdraw it immediately when I imagine his thumb over my chin. I smile.          Kadam opens the door for me. I hate it when people do things for me. Feeling a little embarrassed, I follow Arya. To my relief, no one is brushing or hitting me. They are making way for us when they behold Arya.         We reach a gargantuan hall, it's loaded with dresses, clothes, embroidery material, sewing machines etc. It doesn't look like a factory. The roof must be twenty feet above, the bricks are painted white. The most astounding thing is the girls who are working here, their clothes look expensive, they are looking beautiful with slim figures, as a model.        I was so busy staring at my surroundings that I almost let out a small

                     The last day was amazing but the nagging feeling is still pushing me on the edge to make a call to Yuvaan. I couldn't negate nagging feelings. I want to call him, send him a text. He has said that he'd not divorce me. I don't know where is he right now? That gives me negative vibes about marriage.       He should inform me. He didn't. Arya refused to tell me anything. I asked Saavi, "Is she dating someone? She winced and denied after a couple of breaths. Now I can guarantee, she's dating Arya.                      I barely watch my steps as I'm rushing in merriment. I stumble. My eyes dilate as I'm going to fall face down on the floor.       " Careful, " Yuvaan says, gripping my upper arm.       My skin tingles. I tug my arm away. He draw

                      They roll the windows down, " You both have put on some fat. " Saavi says, rolling the window down.        We sat in the back seat of the car. We adjust somehow.        Sas and Sim stare at her. I giggle, " She said.. some fat." I say.       " Are you still forty-seven? " Sim asks about my weight.        I nod my head, " Lucky! I put on four kg this week. " Sas says      " How did you do it?" Sim asks.       " Walk! " I say.       Kala gets in the driver seat, " Hello, Kala how are you? " I ask.       Sim tenderly pinches me on my elbow. I shrug my shoulders looking at her.       " I'm fine, ma'am. " He shuts his mouth when Achraj climbs

                  I whirl on my high heels wearing a turquoise colour lehenga with heavy embroidery and heavy handwork on it. It's truly a piece of desire, the blouse is backless with thick stripes on the shoulders. My eye makeup is reminding me of a peacock as I'm wearing dark blue lenses. My lips are strawberry pink, the ends of my hair are curly. This piece of necklace and earring look heirloom. It's a classic necklace with Zambian emeralds, rose-cut and fine cut South African diamonds, all set in platinum. My dupatta is sheer. It has heavy embroidery on the hems of it.        Nervously, I bite on my lip. Yuvaan should be down stairs. But I haven't received any messages and call from him.       " You're looking beautiful. " I say to Sim. She's wearing a maroon red lehenga with twenty-two k golden jewellery.       She pressed her dark r