It had been almost a week since I came back from Vardaan’s house.

The days were moving strangely fast yet somehow felt incomplete at the same time. A few days back aunty and little Radhya had come to our house because Mom was busy with wedding preparations. Shopping bags, guest lists, jewelry discussions, fabric samples, sweets tasting, everything was happening together at home. Aunty had decided to help Mom because according to her, “Shaadi ghar ki ho ya apno ki, kaam sabka hota hai.”