EPILOGUE
(Switch of point of views with each incident)
“Arav, wake up.” I heard Anjali say as she shook me.
“Let me sleep.’” I said dismissively pushing her away slightly.
“Arav, it is already 2 in the morning. We have a flight to catch.” She said. I only buried my head deep in the pillow ignoring her. “Arav, our honeymoon.”
Those words definitely caught my attention and I sprang up on the bed.
“You are ready already?” I asked looking at her dressed in simple white T shirt and printed jeggins.
“Yes, now you go and get ready. I will go make us some coffee.”
I took a quick shower and dressed in clothes that Anjali picked out last night. Just three days into marriage and she has already changed significant part of my wardrobe. Every bit of clothing that was hideous according to An
