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"Yeah pink colour suits you. Buy that saree..." Mom finalised for me."I had liked that one only from the beginning. ?I'll buy that one only..." & I turned to the shopkeeper."Bhaiya yeh pack kar dena....""Haan madam, this colour is perfect for you. Diwali ke din aap khub chamkengi..!!""Arey, it's not for Diwali.. It is for my reception after Diwali...""Ohhh... Shopping for marriage.... So Madam, buy more... This would be your last Diwali at home..??!!!" the shopkeeper questioned.I nodded but the enthusiasm of shopping vanished. Every time I try to come out of that mood , something or other pops up to remind me of my last days...... I begin to feel low on hearing the word "Last"... It would not mean an end of celebrations but an end to that kind of celebrations.....No more window shopping & bargaining around with Mom....No more discussions with Dad about finalising the Diwali gifts...No more quarrels with Brother over the crackers..No more arguments with Sis over the matching earrings...No more fights for chocolates & chaklis....Surely there would be Diwali again next year & I would celebrate but there won't be the same shopping, the same gifts, the same crackers, the same jewellery,the same chocolates, the same people around.....There would be a new place, new people, people who have accepted me as a member in their family, people who would care about me but would it be like the same old celebrations?? Or would it be more fun filled celebration??????"Arey see Ishika, the shopkeeper is not even reducing a paisa.. These people have their own say in price during celebrations.. They know people will buy whatever price they quote..." & suddenly I realised mom was telling me something...I smiled & tried to connect to what she was saying."Arey Mummy its fine.. We have to still reach home & complete the coking.. Lets pay for it quickly.. " I handed over the Debit Card to the cashier & we collected our saree.Just as we were crossing the street, a marriage procession passed by & mom remarked, "Next month, we would be celebrating your marriage in the same way... Time is flying so quickly.. Oh God......."Celebrating Marriage..????Yeah that is what "Marriage" is in India... A festival just like others which comes once in the whole lifetime.. A time to rejoice, to be happy..... An occasion & reason to celebrate... But things about other "CELEBRATIONS" change so much after this one "CELEBRATION" called "MARRIAGE" & I have begun to realise it now...P.S. : This is a work of Pure Fiction..!!
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