CHAPTER 52
Anjali
Mild music of Arav’s choice was playing in the background. Guests were chitchatting among themselves being awed by the beautiful arrangement made in Malhotra Mansion lawn for the wedding. Both our families surrounded us gushing about the wedding. The pandit was chanting mantras. In spite of the noise surrounding me, I felt tranquil. I glanced at Arav sideways. He grinned at me with a wink. I didn’t want anything to distract me from observing every moment of my own wedding ceremony and capturing it in my mind. I want to memorize each and every feel. How I felt looking at my reflection in the mirror dressed as a bride in red and gold lehanga with zardozi work, how I proud I felt when my parents looked at me with happy tears, how I felt like a princess walking towards aisl
