Dehradun, India 2015.
Today was the day when finally, it was supposed to happened. If it would have been in Shyama and Shekhar’s hands they would have decorated all of Dehradun, because it was their beautiful grand-daughter’s wedding happening.
Aarzoo was very close to her grandmother and today when Shyama look at her, she could remember her days of marriage vividly when she was sitting in front of the pious fire. She was anxious having jitters, confused about her past and scared regarding the future. It was so difficult to understand the things going on at that time and now the grey hair on her head are just a sign of experience she has collected during the life time.
Things goes on life goes on.
She said it to herself she knew how different it was to adjust in a new family.
Matur
