I woke up to an intense head ache. What the hell happened last night? Why is my head hammering? I even felt nauseous. Ok god I was going to puke, I ran to the washroom. It was a retching like feeling. It was horrible, what the hell did I eat yesterday.
“Naira, jaan, are you ok?” he asked, I shake my head. I was feeling anything but okay. It felt like everything was going to come out. “Too nauseous.” I replied
“Yes. Drink more? Why don’t you? Didn’t you even realise what that drink tasted like?” he asked. I realised it tasted bitter. But I thought it would be okay, as he gave it to me.
“I thought it was safe. You gave it to me.” She told me. That time I realised, how unsafe it was. Yes we were all friends and nothing wrong was planned, but how easily it could have been.
“I want you to remember this. Drink only what is poured in front of you, do not trust anyone in respect of drinks, not even me. Drink it all finish it and only then leave the glass. Things can happen”
“It was nothing yesterday, don’t stress. But remember that.” He said. He was right. He got me orange juice and paracetamol. It relived my nausea even helped with headache.
We rested that day more or less. Watching crap lovey Dovey movies, cuddling, just feeling each other. It was after all the last day of our honeymoon. Tonight we would catch the flight back to Delhi, then Udaipur.
Coming back to Udaipur we were showers with lots of love and blessings. Papa had come to the airport to take us back home. In between he stopped and he said, “Close your eyes princess.” I gave him a questioning look, and even saw a knowing look in Kartik’s eyes. Whatever it was Kartik knew it
Papa just prompted me to close my eyes again. I obliged. Papa took my hand and kartik closed my eyes. And they walked me forward. Kartik literally shoved me at once. I was going to hit him, but then papa opened my eyes. “KAIRA DANCE ACADEMY”
Yes it was done. The thing is ready, I’m no more jobless. My father’s dream is ready. I was ecstatic. I ran around the whole room, touching the furniture, the windows, the curtains. Yes my father’s dream is a reality now. It’s no more a speculators thing. It is a spectators thing now.
I went and jumped in his arms, he did catch me said, “You are no more 5 darling, and neither am I 30.”
“Thank you, thank you, thank you papa!” I was shouting at the top of my voice. I could see Kartik getting happy.
After all this excitement we went to Singhania house, and met everyone after a long long time.
They were all happy to see me. And even more happy when we told them that the academy was built. That it would be beginning soon. I had bug plans with this academy. I wanted it to reach to heights very soon, but I even wanted the money of this academy to be used only for social purposes. Kartik earned enough to sustain both of us. And I wanted to do something for children who spent life like me, staying underprivileged.
I had always earned for them, even in Hrishikesh, even right now. Kartik knew about my plans with the earnings of this academy. I still had to tell Goenka family about this though. We hadn’t talked to them about my plans of job after marriage. I knew keerti di, maa chachi no woman worked in our home.
Dad had said once, he would have supported somya maa had she wanted to continue, will he do the same for me? There were too many questions. But I knew I shouldn’t afraid. Kartik would never clip my wings neither would he allow any one to attempt to. But I still wanted it do be done peacefully? Wishful thinking? Well maybe.
We went to Goenka Villa and we’re welcomed by everyone. They were all to happy to see us back.
“Bhai and bhabhi are back!” Luv said
“Come on. Let’s attack!” Kush replied. In a proper luv Kush style they rapped it out for us.
They pampered us, while we took all their blessings.
“OK wait! Before the celebration dies. We want to tell you all something!” Kartik said.
“Good news?” Keerti di asked! And Kartik nodded. Of course it was a good news. I was vouching since the time I knew. I was hoping all their reactions were same.
“Congratulations” keerti di shouted. “Di? How did you know.” I asked her, or well tried to. Before she engulfed me in a bone crushing hug.
“Keerti give her space to breathe.” Suvarna maa said.
“Oh sorry! Yes of course I know.” keerti di said.
“Is it true?” Dadi asked. I thought papa might have told them about this. And they are all agreeing to my endeavours. I was getting very happy, when she said, “Kittu. Am I becoming great grand mother?”
Kartik was drinking water at this minute which he promptly sprayed around, looking very alarmed. I felt like I was a red tomato. And both of stared at each other. What was everyone thinking? Good news was that? I was pregnant?
“Dadi? What are you saying?” I said. To which she replied, “You should have told you before. Initial days are very crucial. And don’t tell..”
I never figured out what to not tell as Kartik had come to her, “Dadi, good news is, dance academy is ready. We are not having aa baby. You are not becoming grand mother.” Her face was shocked. “At least not now” Kartik added. Looking at me for confirmation I obviously was too shocked to reply to anything.
“Wait, what dance academy?” Dadi asked.
“Kaira dance academy. Naira loves dance, it’s her father’s dream for her to have one.” Kartik replied.
“You mean, she is going to work in that place?” she asked. And Kartik nodded, bracing ourselves for worst.
“Our family doesn’t have daughter in laws working. No one of us have every worked, not even keerti and Mansi. And we don’t even require the money that will come from her academy. If her family wants it then we can lend them some.” She said.
I was highly offended. “No dadi. My family doesn’t want the money. They want me to be independent. All this money will go in ashram for benefits of kids.” I replied to her calmly, forcing myself to remember that she was elder and my dadi too.
She looked highly disappointed and walked out.
Authors notes –
Well! I’m back! Miss me?
So last 2 3 chapters people. Are you guys there with me? For the end encroaching soon? Will they get there their happily Ever after?
You know the drill. And I’m sure you had too much fun with Kaira Vivaah!
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