CHAPTER 41 - ONE DAY TO GO

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Geet's Pov

"mehandi laga ke rakhna, doli saja ke rakhna

Lene Tuje o gori aayege tere sajna"

Avu was dancing to this song at my mehndi ceremony which is going on in my home garden. To avoid any disturbance from the sunlight , the decoration team has put tents overall to cover it.

I wore a green poshak matching a necklace and earrings. Not so heavy. Not so light. The mehndi artists were applying on my hands.

Some of the ladies were busy with applying mehndi on their hands while some were dancing and singing.

Today is my bandoli too. I am so tired as Mumma asked me to get up early in the morning so that the mehndi function can end on time.

"Geet, chai? " Anaya asked, tapping on my shoulder ,while she stood with a cup of chai in her hand.

I shrugged and showed my hands which had mehndi. I need to drink tea to stay awake. I don't know how I am going to stay fresh tomorrow due to shaadi muhurat which is 10.30pm.

"Let me help you," She said, sitting nearby . She held the cup in her hand while I took a sip in between.

"My mehndi is done jija"Kavya displayed her hands showing her designs.

"Nice . I have to get mehndi too" Anaya informed me while I drank my tea with her help.

She sat in the kavya place to get a mehndi designed by one of the artists.

Suddenly the DJ changed the song it was prem ratan dhan payo and this time it was kavya with her performance.

"Geet jija, Dhruv Ratan dhan payo hona chahiye na " She screamed before she started dancing.

Few of my cousins joined her making a circle. Avantika came with Vihaan and they joined them too.

I sat in my place enjoying looking at them. I want to dance too but I have to sit here. So boring. It will take nearly 2 hours more as they will apply on my legs from my ankle till foot.

"Geet, jaa tu bhi join kar. Thoda break dede " Bhuasa said, I was so happy hearing it. She helped me in adjusting my odhna and I walked to join them too.

(Go and join them, give yourself a break)

Everyone started whistling and made me stand in the middle of them. Anaya joined me too after asking her.

I noticed my cousin asking Dj to change the song to " Yaad piya aane lagi"

"Dance Geet jija" Avantika encouraged holding my hands which I denied.

"Kyu Dhruv ki yaad nahi aa rahi hai? Andar toh laddoo phoot rahe hai" Vihaan asked, asking me to join him as a partner.

"I won't dance if you keep teasing me "

"Where's the lie? " Kavya laughed joining him.

"Mumma ye log dekho na. " I complained but my mumma supported them too in this teasing game.

( Mumma, see these people)

"Sahi toh keh raha hai mera beta"

(My son is right actually)

"Mumma yaar mujhe dance nahi karna"

(I don't want to dance mumma)

"Oh ye drama karna mera kaam hai ,aap dance karona apne kuwarepan ke last day mai"Kavya said, turning me to face her and I repeated her steps.

(Drama is my thing to do, please dance it's your last day of bachelorette)

Suddenly I felt a hug from behind. I turned and it was Anaya.

"I will miss you Meri Geet "

"Sasural mai jaa rahi hu , tu kyu ro rahi ha?i" I said, hugging and wiping her tears.

(I am the one who is getting married, why are you crying?)

I noticed my mumma eyes with tears too and with this I started crying too.

"Jija, Don't cry. "Avantika hugged me and Anaya. While Kavya hugged mumma and wiped her tears.

"No one will cry koi nahi royega. Kya hai shaadi hai na. Rote nahi hai. Chalo sab smile karte huye, Geet jija ko sasural bhejenge "Kavya said and Avantika asked me to hear her words, pulling my cheeks.

(It's a marriage. No one is going to cry. Come on smile everyone and we will bid her farewell to her in laws home with a smile)

We continued dancing and I returned to get my mehndi designed on my hands.

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OUTFITS - BANDOLI

Geetanjali's Bandoli look

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Avantika's Outfit - You can take this as a reference for her poshak but with a minimum jewellery.

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Kavya's Look

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Anaya's Look

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TIME SKIP

"By tomorrow morning the color will be darker,"Anaya said, having a look at my hands while I was busy wearing Kataar over my poshak.

"Geet jija, look Dhruv jijosa. He is looking so handsome, "Kavya said, looking at her phone.

"What? " I asked to know what is she trying to say.

"Shivu jija uploaded his pictures of tonight's look"Kavya informed, turning her phone screen so I can look at it.

"Theek hai. I have to get ready " I acted as I was not bothered by his look but my heart knew how much it was doing backflips.

"Really " Kavya asked, raising her eyebrows.

I nodded and faced the mirror to check my kajal. I am wearing a poshak of dark pink colour with neck piece of crescent design with matching earring . I used claw clip to avoid hair falling on my face. I added maang teeka to make my look complete.

I wore the same bangles which bhuasa made me wear a few days after writing the lagan.

We were ready and went downstairs where mumma welcomed the guest by doing the tilak.

I stood a little away from them to avoid suffocation.

My nanihal (maternal house) has bought mayra. Mayra is basically gifts, clothes and other stuff bought by the maternal side of the family during bandoli night. They will show it tomorrow morning to everyone.

Anand Mamosa being the eldest one, placed bandhani chunari over Mumma's head.

(During mayra, it is mandatory for the brother of the bride or groom's mother to bring a chunari of bandhani. After tilak is done, they stretched and place it over the head of bride or groom's mother)

The tilak was going on, as it is the first wedding in my home, a large number of guests had arrived. A big fat indian wedding.

"Geet jija, do you want to have your dinner?"Avantika asked, who came noticing me standing away.

I moved my head to say no but she said I should have first so that I can meet guests afterwards.

I refused because I won't be able to eat alone. She left and I checked my phone. No message. No text. No photos.

He didn't even react to my mehndi picture I sent this morning. I noticed Vihaan's text to inform me that he has reached Sirohi.

I won't talk to him. I won't give him any importance. But by doing this I will spoil my mood! I dialled his number and headed towards my room.

"Hello" I heard his voice which could melt me.

Geet, you are angry. Show your tantrums.

"What hello? How can you forget your wife one day before you are getting married? I mean no text no call nothing " I started my complaints.

"Wait, didn't you tell me last night that we won't talk now. We will see each other directly on our wedding day"

"Really? If I say No, you won't even bother to even text me. Are you so obedient? ".

"Yes I am. " He replied, I can hear his laugh.

I got a call from avantika which I didn't receive.

"Okay. I will talk to you later. Don't forget to send me pictures "

"By the way ,I got yours photos thanks to my saalisahiba. Well take care. And you are looking beautiful."

"Yeah yeah. Stop sugarcoating your words"

I said intentionally to know what he replies.

"What's there to filter my words when my wife is the most beautiful lady in the whole universe"

"Dhruv, I have to go. Avantika is calling"

I diverted his words and ended the call and went back to the ground floor.

TIME SKIP

All the ladies gathered in the garden where the stage was set up. I sat on a sofa on the front row along with Anaya. Kids were dancing on the stage.

The height of the stage is just one step from the ground which had fairy lights in the background.

I checked my phone for his photos but there was no sign. I had my dinner half an hour ago.

"Geet baisa" I heard Kiran Mamisa calling me. I raised my head only to get a hug from her.

"Mamisa kese ho? Mai aai thi par aap busy the tab kuch kaam mai" I raised from the sofa .

"Bethiye bethiye " She asked me to sit down.

I sat and we talked for a while. Kavya came on the stage for her performance. Everyone cheered for her. She was dancing to a folk song. Everyone raised to do nyochavar.

After a few performances, I heard Avantika and Anaya talking slowly sitting nearby.

"What are you doing? " I raised my eyebrow.

"We are discussing our dance performance. Your sisters, your cousin and me " Anaya replied,counting the names on her fingers and turning to complete her discussion.

I should dance too. Why am I sitting here silently? It's my wedding. I should enjoy it .

I raised , went near my mumma to tell her .

"Geet kya hua? " She asked, a little worried, holding my hand. She sat around the ladies to check if they needed something.

"Muje bhi dance Karna hai mumma. Meri shaadi mai mujhe hi nahi keh raha hai ki dance kro" I said, hugging her resting my head on her shoulder.

"Jaana roka kisne hai"

"Mumma, aap bhi aaona. Kal se toh sirf aapki beti nahi rahungi na '' Saying this, I felt a lump in my throat while a drop of tears made a presence on my left cheek.

"Arre tu wapas kyu ro rahi hai"Mumma tried comforting me.

"Mana Krdo muje nahi jana. "

"Betiya sasural nahi jayegi toh kaise hoga. Tujhe toh Jamaisa pasand hai na. Woh khush rakhege "

"Par aap sab waha nahi honge na. Mujse gadbad hui toh, unke mumma strict hai. Mai ro di toh kon aayega muje smjane mumma. " i hugged her tightly.

"Geet tu aise na kar. Chup ho jaa. Paani pi"I heard bhuasa, giving me a glass of water.

I drank water ,wiped my tears away. I i informed them that I needed some time to stay alone so I went inside of the house.

I sat on the sofa ,looked around to see my home where I lived my childhood. I recalled how we three sisters used to fight for something right here.

I got up and went to the kitchen to live those moments when we three, along with our mumma, used to gossip , complain and even chitchat.

The walls of the houses are not just made up of bricks, but they hold the memories of life. I spent 26 years of my life here. 26 years of being Geetanjali Kanwar Shaktawat daughter of Hukum Singh Shaktawat and Nandini Kanwar Rathore.

The memories when Avantika was 5 years old and Kavya , a 2 years old fell down from stairs while playing but being the eldest I was scolded for not keeping an eye on them, flashed back in front of my eyes.

Everything will change from tomorrow .My life will take a 180 degree turn . He with all the rituals will make me his wife and I will begin a new phase, a new journey of life as the wife of Dhruvpratap Singh Deora.

I know he will fulfill every wish of mine but will I be able to feel the comfort I had here? I don't know or should I say for a girl, Her home where she was born and brought up will always be her comfort.

"Geet, Everyone is waiting for your dance, " Anaya said, entering the house.

"Are you alright? Did you cry? "

"No, I wanted some time to stay alone. You know there are so many people out

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"Pakka na? You are fine. "

I nodded and followed her . Avantika asked me to give a dance performance.

I informed them of my song name and reached the stage . Standing in the middle ,I found everyone looking keenly at me. Why wouldn't they? I am the bride, it's my wedding.

The song music made a way through my ears, resulting in tapping my right feet a little bit to know the rhythm or to be precise to know the speed of the overall song, Gori jove baat.

The song which I have chosen is the most common song preferred by the bride because the song clearly says about how a lady is waiting for husband expressing her love for him.

I was surrounded by the presence of my family members who came forward to do the nyochawar.

I didn't raise my eyes to look at them because I know if I did, I would be emotional.

"Anaya di is on Video call with Dhruv to show your dance performance " Kavya whispered into my ear.

I looked up only to find it's true. I won't be giving him any attention and I know the fact he is assuming that this song is dedicated to him.

I won't refuse, but why should I tell him?

It's so difficult to dance when everyone is watching you. I don't know how I am going to do it at his place during my first ghoomar with such a heavy poshak along with jewellery and ghughat .

The song ended and I got back to my seat. I unlocked my phone and his message was already waiting for me.

"I never saw anyone doing ghoomar so gracefully. G in your name stands for Grace"

I blushed but covered my face in my hands so no one could notice me.

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Shivu jija's look

Dhruv's look for Bandoli

(I wasn't able to find a solo picture)

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Dhruv's Pov

I met all the guests in the tent which is outside of my house. All the ladies are busy in bandoli in the garden.

"Dhruv , where are you? " My sister questioned me as soon as I received her call.

"Why? "

"It's my turn. Won't you spend little in the name of nyochawar "

"I am coming. Where is Garv ?"

"He is dancing with mumma. Not like you hiding from everyone " I can hear her taunt .

"Okay I am coming "

Vihaan and I reached where the bandoli was going on. Shivu jija asked us to sit, giving us chairs.

Garv pulled me to the stage before I could sit.

"Dhruv it's a once in a lifetime opportunity " Vihaan followed us and few of my cousins joined, making me stand in the center.

They began to dance one by one on all the songs played. Then why should I stop myself so I decided to join them too.

I didn't realize it had been more than 40 minutes since the moment our whole group dominated the stage without giving anyone else the chance to dance.

My eyes glanced at the watch which showed the time at 1.30am. I moved down from the stage to have some water and check my phone.

Anaya called me, at this time ?

I switched my data on and a message popped up at the same time

"Dhruv, Geet is going for the dance performance. Pick the Vc "

The message was received 5 minutes back.

I called her back and she received it, waved at me and flipped the camera to the back one.

I couldn't see her clearly because so many people were on the stage but somehow I got a glimpse of her.

I did receive her pictures but I can see her, admire her all my life, every second of the time.

I disconnected the call when I noticed my cousins approaching and sat near me.

Should I send her a message? Of Course why not?

I opened our chat and sent her a text complimenting her otherwise she won't a leave a chance to complaint.

Dhruv, you used to compliment before so much but now you have changed.

Book magnet, you don't love me like before that's the reason you didn't say how am I looking.

For the world, she may be the most mature girl, but in front of me she brings out her inner child which stays in her heart.

I checked the time it was 3am. I think I should sleep now otherwise I won't be able to wakeup tomorrow morning. I informed mumma and Vihaan accompanied me to my room as he was sleepy too.

I changed my clothes and lay down on my bed, looked around wondering that tomorrow will be the day where my life will change, I will be her husband, officially hers.

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