2|Sunaina's Turmoil

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HER POV

I walked further quietly, but before I could safely reach for the basket, I stumbled hard upon a dumbbell and was about to kiss the ground in the worst possible way but I saw him quickly turn and stand, pulling me by my waist extremely close to his chest. I put my palms over his chest and stood straight holding him.

"Ouchh," I cried trying to balance.

I looked up at him with soft eyes and flushed cheeks. He looked into my eyes with his knitted ones. His hair lying over his sweaty forehead. I never presumed to glimpse him this close. His photographs conveyed his good looks but his dominating aura was hard to handle. I was feeling scared to even breathe in his arms.

Bringing his fingers to my face he gently pushed hair strands behind my ear. I lowered my eyes feeling extremely shy.

"Sambhal kar chaliye zara, har waqt bahein nahi hongi hamari sambhalne ko," he said in a scratchy tone.

(Careful when you walk, My arms won't be there always to shield you)

There was a hint of taunt present. I knitted my brows to his words and quickly matched his aura.

"Hume chahiye bhi nahi," I said glaring at him.

(I do not even need them)

He shot his eyebrows a little and I pushed him to leave angrily. Turning around I stepped up on another dumbbell and slipped over it again. I threw my hands in the air for support and once again found him snaking my waist and pulling my back closer to his chest.

"Are you sure," he asked over my ears. I angrily looked back at him, found him smirking.

"Baahon mein girte girte, mohabbat me mat giriyega hamare," he whispered looking into my eyes.

(Do not fall in love with me while falling in my arms)

"Kabhi nahi," I replied and left.

(Never)

I hurriedly walked down the stairs after grabbing the basket and rushed to Pooja Ghar scaredly as if he was coming behind. But the answer was no.

He didn't look dangerous but his charisma was quite alarming and dominating. Nothing scary but thrilling.

I placed my palm over my chest, my heartbeats were not seeming to calm down, since the moment he stared into my eyes. His voice was another punch.

The situation was so nerve-wracking. He was looking into my eyes as if looking out for something. Whereas on the other hand, I took note of every breath, second by second.

Why did he have to say all that? Everything had me curious and reflective now, word by word that happened back on the terrace. What did he mean? What made me yield so quickly to his hold?

"Beta please help me in making a garland out of these flowers," I heard Pandit ji.

(my child)

(Pandit ji-priest)

I sat down with the flowers and started making a garland for the rituals. I tried my best to avoid anything coming to my mind. But the heartbeats did not seem to take it easy. And this was making me nervous. Never have I felt so nervous in my life. A river of blood seemed to flood through my veins, unstoppable and wild.

Suddenly something came to my realisation. Why should I feel so nervous? I did not do anything wrong. It was just an accident. Why should I be intimidated by him in any way? Just because he looks- Nothing he looks absolutely nothing.

I shook my head trying to forget everything and began weaving beads with flowers, and ended up with a garland. I was happy I finished making two of them. I carefully placed them near Pandit Ji when I heard his shocking voice.

"Beta! You made garlands out of leaves?" He said, wiping the smile out of my lips.

(My child)

I looked at it and mentally face palmed, over the stupidity I just did.

What the hell is wrong with me!! I frustratingly sighed.

I quickly redid everything and set up the arrangements exactly how Pandit Ji asked me to. After an hour of helping him out, I went to look after the snacks for the guests.

During that time, a few ladies from my extended family reached out to me to help them wear sarees and I keenly agreed, since I loved getting dressed and helping women dress in the latest fashion sense. We gossiped and chortled about every little thing that was known to us in that room.

My cousins were also fun. I have always enjoyed their company when the family gets together. I absolutely loved talking and gossiping and they are just like me. Except for a few of course.

I'm the most excited and talkative girl in my house. Badi ma-sa, bhabhi-sa and Radhika were all victims of my chattering but the only source of information for them was me, be it any kind.

And the opposite was Dadisa. She never liked me talking much. Hence I was told to quiet down whenever she was near. She would often scold me for talking loudly or too much, but I now started to care less for that after bhaisa's support.

Later I travelled to Radhika's room to check up on her. Jhanvi has been helping her out in getting ready. Radhika was looking beautiful in a light orange lehenga. Her smile was conveying a beautiful message of her excitement and happiness.

Radhika's outfit

Jhanvi's outfit

Jhanvi was looking beautiful too. She had become a close friend of ours in such a short period of time. We both absolutely loved her company and talks.

"Radhika you look beautiful," I expressed standing behind her chair and looking at her in the mirror.

"Doesn't she? Just look at her glowing!" Jhanvi added and we chuckled.

"You both look prettiest too," Radhika said.

She surprisingly added.

"Sunaina you're not wearing it today?"

I looked at her knitting my brows.

"What?" I asked.

She signalled through her eyes in the mirror somewhat to the middle of my saree. I felt confused about what she was talking about.

I looked at her and she repeated. I again tried checking what it was on my saree. Suddenly I looked in the mirror and realised my jewelry was missing from my piercing.

Oh god!

"You're not going to wear any?" she asked softly.

"I did. I wore it right before I left my room. I don't know where it went?" I said, getting tense.

It was a silver ornament, how could I be so silly to lose it?

Suddenly the door knocked and Gunita came in. She informed us that everybody was waiting for Radhika.

"Let's go for now and we'll search for whatever it is after the ceremony," Jhanvi said.

"Yeah let's go!" I said feeling sad.

"It's okay we'll find whatever you lost, don't worry," Jhanvi said, cupping my cheek and I smiled.

Jhanvi and I hugged and later all three walked downstairs to the pooja ghar for the roka ceremony. Radhika sat in front of Pandit ji and the ceremony started.

The house was full of guests just in a few hours. Our cousins and friends were all gathered and I was enjoying their stay. We were talking, laughing and loving every part of Radhika's rituals. She was glowing and her soul was full of love. I could see that. I prayed to god for her happiness in this life and nothing more.

Almost a couple of hours into the ceremony, when it was about to end, I decided to go back to my room. I quickly pulled out other jewellery for the piercing. This time I tightened it properly and checked it twice. I had only two of them and already lost one, the favourite one.

I ran down the stairs hurriedly since it was now the time for engagement. And if I do not reach in time, Dadi-sa will scratch the hell out of me.

"Move! Move! Move!" I almost shouted at everyone who came my way up the stairs.

"Why don't you guys understand I'm in a hurry!!" I said walking down the stairs as quickly as possible.

"Sunaina be careful," I heard a lady from behind and a few giggles followed.

I furiously looked behind while getting down, to check who had enough time to giggle rather than climbing faster. But instead, I skipped the last stair and fell down. I felt my heart rise to my throat. My eyes were shut and my heartbeats were racing. Only this time it was not any ground or arms of steel. I fell upon a bag, I realised after opening my eyes.

"Sunaina, are you okay?" Asked my maasi while checking up on me.

(Maasi- Sister of mother)

"Ji maasi, I'm not hurt," I said and smiled at her so that she wouldn't worry.

Thank God it didn't hurt. She walked away after checking me and I tried getting up when I heard a soft voice.

"Kaha tha na har waqt bahein nahi hongi hamari sambhalne ko," his voice had a hint of joy rather than taunt.

(I already told you earlier that my arms won't be there always to shield you.)

I looked up gritting my teeth while he squatted down in front of me.

He was smiling. Looking at me. He looked cute and soft when dressed fully. While up on the terrace he looked no less than a powerful, commanding man. I noticed him taking a look at me while I was lying over a bag and I quickly understood.

"Aur humne bhi kaha tha na hume chahiye bhi nahi," I said while sitting properly and making myself comfortable over the bag.

(And I also told you, that I do not need them)

With a raised eyebrow, he seemed to challenge what I had said.

"Really? So you genuinely are comfortable over there?" He asked I further crossed my legs and sat over the bag. With a flick of my wrist, I fixed my saree, adjusting my attitude along with it.

"Of Course just checking the durability!" I said blowing air to my nails and he chuckled.

It fueled my irritation and I looked at him.

"Did you just laugh at me?" I asked.

"Certainly not!" He said, raising his hands.

"I was just curious if and when could I have my bag back since it has my brother's attire for the engagement." He said and my cheeks lost their color in an instant. I could not embarrass myself anymore tonight.

I quickly got up and looked at it. I regretted every move and word in the last few moments. It was his bag. That had his brother's clothes. And here I was making myself comfortable over it as if it was a cushion.

Regret and guilt were clearly visible on my face, I bet. But I didn't want him to see that. Also, I didn't even have the strength to look him in the eye.

He stood up holding the bag in his hands, and before he could leave I spoke.

"Ummm.... Ji suniye," I called out.

(Ummm.... Please listen

"Ji sunaiye," he said after turning to look at me.

(Yes please say it)

I looked at him and just like every other time my eyes stuck. I blinked and looked around and tried to apologise but words didn't seem to make their way out.

Suddenly he came closer and more closer and reached my ear with his lips. My heart banged out of my chest.

"Aapke kaan ki baali hamare paas hai," he said.

(Your earrings, I have them)

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