CHAPTER 3 - ROKA AND RING CEREMONY
'What happened Manveer, why are you looking so glum' enquired Inder, while getting ready. Though in their 50's both Inder and Manveer were a good looking smart couple. Angad had got his height and physique from his dad, who was once a national level hockey player but had to leave the sport due to an Injury. Inder was a handsome man for his age and Manveer complemented him well with her elegance and calm.
'I have been waiting for years for Angad to get engaged and today Garry, his younger brother is getting engaged and there seems no hope of our son...he is 28, I can't bear to see him like this now'
'You are stressing unnecessarily, he is still young and wants to have some fun, let him have....he is only kidding himself when he says he will not get married....believe me, one day, when you least expect it, he is going to come home and tell you he wants to get married soon and you will be completely unprepared! And later you will complain that his wife stole him from you, he does not spend enough time with you, blah blah'
'How can you be so confident' , 'Because that's exactly what happened with his peyo!, he is my son, I am sure he will fall as hard as his dad did when he meets his soul mate' Inder assured, hugging Manveer, 'come here now, forget about your son and take care of your poor husband...'
'Mom...can you help me with these cufflinks please....' Angad walked into their room without knocking.
'Aa gaya kabab me Haddi..' grumbled Inder, as Manveer hastily moved away....'Oh dad please, behave your age, you guys are so embarrassing you know....all parents go for pilgrimage at your age and look at you...still acting like newlyweds!'
'Oye chup kar, you are just jealous of me....you always have been, even when you were young you would always wriggle your way in-between us and say 'my mom', why don't you get your own woman and leave mine alone!' Scolded Inder in mock anger....and Inder and Angad shared a rare moment of laughter, hugging each other.
Angad was looking so handsome in his silver designer kurta, it accentuated his physique and suited him perfectly, girls were going to go crazy over him, if only he choose any one of them, sighed Manveer, while straightening his cufflinks.
'By the way, speaking of age, when will you start behaving your age, men in your age are busy giving babies to their parents, and look at you, you have not even started on getting a wife for yourself, our knees will be too old to bounce our grandchildren if you delay too much' teased Inder.
'Well Garry is soon going to fulfill all your wishes....' Angad responded before escaping from the room..
MONGA HOUSE
Jasleen aunty had called a very renowned makeup artist from Delhi and Seerat di was busy getting ready. Sahiba had finished helping mom, handed Param his clothes and accessories, did some last minute preparations and was now going to freshen up and get ready....
'Sahiba, what are you doing, you have not even started getting ready....hurry'
'Yes di, you know I don't take time to get ready, let me finish bathing and then five minutes and I am done'
'Please, it's my Roka, not some casual event, you can't be your jhalli self, I am almost done and the lady will then help you get ready and do your hair and makeup'
'What, no way, I don't do all that and you know it'
Seerat would hear none of that, with a lot of emotional blackmail, she convinced Sahiba to get ready with the makeup artist but agreed to keep it very subtle and sober.
'What are you girls doing, how much longer are you going to take, everyone is ready and waiting to leave....hai main marjaawan'
Santosh gasped and stopped in her tracks when she saw her two daughters, ready and standing next to each other, they were quiet a sight to behold, tall and gorgeous, she pitied all the men in the party tonight!
Seerat was the exotic beauty and was looking like heaven in her designer gharga and Brar jewellery. And Sahiba...
She was wearing a simple silver ghagra, that she herself had designed and sewed, it fell over her gracefully, her perfect figure, always hidden beneath loose suits and kurtis was now accentuated perfectly. Her neckline was sharp and highlighted due to the deep cut blouse. The makeup up artist had sewed some very beautiful tiny tiny flowes in a hairdo behind and left rest of her thick and silky hair loose down her long neck and back in some curls. Completely unaware of her beauty, she radiated an innocence that made her look eternal. But something was missing, Sahiba had no jewellery.
Santosh went back and came with Taaiji's kundan jhumkas, 'I can't wear these mom, these are for Param's wife'
'She can wear them when she comes, till then there is nothing stopping you from wearing it' intervened taaiji. The jhumkas completed the look and Sahiba was looking breath-taking, even Seerat was amazed on what change little makeup and hair styling could bring to her little sister....
'Mom....chachi..have you seen Sahiba di, she seems to be missing...must be busy with her pottery or something, we are getting late', yelled Param as Seerat and Sahiba steeped out in the courtyard ....Sahiba swatted his hand 'Are u blind, I am standing right next to you duffer'...'Oh is that you, only your voice seems familiar, I am seeing you without paint/clay/or anything else on your face for the first time, so could not recognize you' teased Param...avoiding the slap coming his way....
Ajit looked at the three Monga children and thanked babaji. Babaji had blessed all of then with very good height, Sahiba and Seerat were unusually tall at 5'8 but Param still managed to loom over them at 6 feet. Param complemented his beautiful sisters with his handsome features and an athlete's physique....Param was a state level wrestler and was now trying for the national team...all three looked striking together. Along with good looks, all three had an excellent nature and loved each other immensely....he could not thank babaji enough for all his blessings.
BRAR MANSION - ROKA/RING CEREMONY
Angad was caught up in a conference call with his prospective Canadian clients and had got half an hour late for the ceremony....mom had called him asking him to hurry as Mongas and rest of the guests had arrived but Garry did not want to go ahead without Angad...
He reached the garden area of their house, a beautiful canopy had been set up, which could easily accommodate 200-300 guests. As he went in, mamma came hurriedly towards him, 'Seerat and Garry are already ready, you need to take Seerat's ring and stand next to Garry'
'Why me, send Veer or someone'
'Garry wants his big Bro, just go Angad', she pushed him towards the centerstage with the tray holding the ring. He observed Garry and Seerat together, they were actually looking happy for now, though he was not sure for how long this happiness would last...his gaze then wandered to someone standing next to Seerat, with her back towards him....she looked tall and fair, her ghagra was flowy and shimmered in the night lights. The ghagra, even though covering her very decently, accentuated her every curve.
Her hair was very simply but beautifully done, though long and thick it could not hide her petit and small waist. He felt stirs of attraction....and wondered if her hair would be as silky to touch as it seemed or if her waist would fit into both his hands......who was this girl, whoever she was, she would be Easygame for Angad Singh Brar. For the first time ever, he was tempted to break his rule of no flings in Ludhiana......maybe if he was discreet enough, he could manage it.........the girl turned, laughing on something that Seerat said....
Angad was thunderstruck.....her musical laugh and her beauty held him spellbound. For few seconds, his awe of the beautiful sight before him overtook his disgust of her, but only for few seconds.....just as her gaze fell on him, her laugh disappeared, replaced with a subtle look of disgust...as if she was looking down her nose at him!
For some reason, knowing that he was attracted to this meance called Sahiba, made him angry, as if it was her fault for getting dressed and looking beautiful. In his twisted thought process, she had done this delibrately to trap him....and he fell for it....that made him angrier..
'let's start the ring ceremony' boomed Daarji, breaking his thought process. Garry and Seerat exchanged rings as everyone showered them with rose petals. Sahiba looked extremely happy and was clapping enthusiastically.....no doubt she would be happy....Seerat had got a lifelong free ticket to luxury ....paving an easy way for Sahiba.
Angad vowed to keep his distance from her and if she tried anything stupid, he was sure he was going to break his promise to Garry, as far as Sahiba was concerned.
ATM, what did he think of himself, frowning at her ferociously, as if she had no rights to be here and was' gate crashing....she vowed to ignore him completely......
Attention everyone....boomed Jaspal chachu .... we are now going to have a friendly dance competition between the brides side and the grooms side....so lets welcome with a round of applause the grooms side, Kiara and Veer....
Angad watched his cousins perform and was about to leave to entertain their business guests when he heard a voice, 'Hello everyone, our performance is dedicated to Seerat di and Garry and their 5 year long wait for this moment, Sahiba's voice stopped him in his tracks. Her song played:
' Itna make up laga Kai Kab tak rasta dekhu Sajnaa.......Sabki Baaratein Aayi dooli tuu bhi liana, Dulhan Bana ke hum ko raja ji le Jana....'
Angad was transfixed, she was an excellent dancer, watching her dance increased his body temperature by few notches, It felt as if she dancing just for him and meant those words for him....just as he was about to take a step ahead, a young, good looking, tall and handsome man joined her in the dance:
'Vaade pure main karoonga.......sab ki baaratei aai ....Dulhan Bana ki sang apne le jaaonga'
The boy twirled her around and held her close, it was quiet clear that Sahiba was very comfortable physically with him...and they looked striking together....for some inexplicable reason this made Angad extremely angry, he realised all that innocence she radiated was just a sham to trap men, she was actually quiet cunning and experienced. As he could not identify the reason for his anger, he directed it completely at Sahiba, without rhyme or logic.... he decided to ignore her completely henceforth and turned to entertain his guests.
BACK AT MONGA HOUSE
"Oh Sahiba I am so happy things went so well', though Garry and his family are so sweet, I was still skeptical about them, but the warmth and love they extended today has cleared all my doubts....I am so happy' Seerat expressed her pleasure while clearing her makeup..
'Ya everyone other than that ATM!'
'Stop calling him that, he is Garry's elder brother'
'But you can't deny that he is Akdu and Khadoos'
'Well that I can't.....' and both of them burst out laughing....'Garry told me he is a tough nut to Crack, not sure why though, and he loves his family a lot....maybe he has reservations about me being from a middle class family, hence so careful...' thought out Seerat aloud...
'Then he does not know his brother well, Garry and you have been friends for 5 years and as Garry said, you inspired him to open his brand and have been with him every step of the way.....anyone who looks at you can make out how much you love Garry....he is just an idiot, who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and has most probably not done one days' hard work in his life!'
'There you are wrong Sahiba....Garry told me that around 8-10 years ago the Brars had faced a major crisis and the business was almost wiped out, that's when Angad joined the business and has almost single handedly managed not only to revive it but make it one of the most trusted jewellery brands in Punjab and a lot of other places in India. Anyway,.leave him....your dance with Param went very well tonight, you guys were the best'
'Oh ya, we had practiced so hard....' the girls chatted late into the night before sleep claimed them.
Edited by Reader1419 - 8 months ago
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