As soon as the sun shines through the eastern window, the sun rises up. It's morning! Nikhil was busy with his laptop till late yesterday. So what else does Sonali do, the man of the heart will sit on the side and spend the whole night working and he will snore, this is not the nature of Sonali. She is also sitting next to her husband making plans for today.
In the middle of the night, after the usual caressing with Nikhil, when exhaustion made Nikhil fall asleep quickly, Sonali put her head on the pillow next to her and called Tagore how many times, as if she could get up early in the morning! The childhood rhyme, Early to bed and early to rise, said to Sonali that she was an early riser, the early morning walk made her healthy slim and active all day long, just like before marriage! Or after a year of marriage! Otherwise, everyone would have mistaken Sonali for Jojo's younger sister, having eaten fourteen relatives a month and twenty meals a year.
After a day's work out, Sonali died on the field. s**t! As he left the bed, his eyes fell on the decoration next to him. Nikhil is sleeping with his face buried in the pillow. Sonali moved her face to her ear. Stay, sleep. The whole day the man is very cute. In the case of the government primary school, the family of the two will be well off, but to keep up their practice by teaching the honors course in the morning and afternoon.
Sonali's father used to say that in his twenties, only the students at school become masters or donkeys. Forgetting their own knowledge, they get swept away in the stream of gaddalika. No, Sonali can't see Nikhil as a donkey, as Nikhil is better than him.
Sonali took her gaze away from her husband and entered the bathroom. Bathed well. Opened the cupboard and put on a red yellow cloth. Light gold on the ears, hands and neck. Neat vermilion on the chin and a small red tip on the forehead. Clouds of kajal on both eyes. He entered the room with a tray of tea. Nikhil will surely be surprised, the sweet lavender of Sonali's skin will make him sleepy! Sonali's Kajal's eyes felt ashamed.
When he removed the curtain, he saw that the bed was empty. Nikhil no, already entered the bathroom? This plan also went through. Placing a cup of tea on the bed side table, she started making the golden bed with her hair in a loose bun. Well, Nikhil didn't come out of the bathroom... Again Sonali blushed.
Opened the bathroom door, got off the golden bed!
"Eki! Are you going out today?"
Nikhil is ready to wear clothes and pants.
"Why what's up today?" Nikhil asked as he buttoned his shirt.
Yah! Did you forget today? Sonali's cry was too much. Hiding his tears, he said, "Nothing, when will you come back?"
Combing his hair, Nikhil said, "I will take two batches of exams today, I have a meeting with the school's managing committee, I have to go there early, lunch will be arranged at school."
- "Oh, so you're going out to have a snack? When you go out, then I'll make something quick, parota or luchi, will you eat?"
- "No, no, you don't have that much time, you'd better rub it with curd"...
Pride when the two eyes rain down! A cloud of kajal spreads around the eyes. Sonali didn't think about anything about today, how many things did she think about until tomorrow night, but everything is going wrong from this morning.
Nikhil took two spoonfuls of curd in his mouth and turned his wrist. He stood up after seeing the clock, "It's late!"
"Oki, don't eat anymore?"
- "You eat" - said Nikhil ran.
Sonali sat down on the chair. Nikhil forgot their first wedding anniversary? A year of love ended today. Sonali tore her husband's curd and spooned it into her mouth.
There are still seven hours left. They got married last year at five o'clock in the evening, on twilight. I had to call Sonali at three o'clock. Really, the girl is very sad.
But if you want to give a surprise to Sonali, it would not have happened if you did not do this. Nikhil smiled at the thought. On the other hand, Tagore Mashai has been understood in the temple. The boy has also become a food khichuri jogger. Now it's just a matter of time. Goldi is lying on the bed since Nikhil left. Something doesn't feel right. Old memories are caught again and again as a film before the eyes.
Take care and marry them. Nikhil came to see Sonali at home that first time. Off white shirt was worn that day. Sonali couldn't look up in shame, she saw the fingers of Nikhil's hands moving in tension. Sage PC forced them both into the next room, the first time Sonali saw Nikhil, rimless glasses, light beard and moustache.
That day, Nikhil said, "Even though I liked someone in college, I couldn't propose. Later, I saw how many of my friends got married, and after a year, the relationship turned into a sibling fight. I believe in arranged marriage, because I will spend about ten years after getting to know each other, and then fighting over a child. It won't be easy.. but yes, at the last age, but I will sit on the easy chair in the long balcony with a cup of tea and make love. In fact, the attraction to everything is lost from the beginning. Good things have to be tasted and eaten..."
Sonali got a big smile. What compares with what.
They were not seen again, at the very bottom of the roof. But Sonali understood this very well, waiting is very sweet.
From the beginning of the wedding day, after the entrance of the groom, seeing Nikhil as a groom, everything was full of love.
This one year has suddenly passed by smelling the smell of new marriage.