Love with a twist
Before I knew it, I was smeared with turmeric from head to toe, laughing uncontrollably.
After a mini Holi festival and countless photos, I began looking for Arun.
He was talking to some girl whose back was to me. I felt relieved—at least he was mingling fine. "Hey," I called out, walking over to him. Then I saw who he was talking to. You have to be kidding me.
"Hi there, girl," Sharon greeted, taking off her sunglasses.
"How?" I asked, utterly shocked.
"Rishab is my brother," she said, pointing at the groom.