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hometown, Wanaasi for the Mehra family's arrival. Rati was least interested in the meeting even though it concerned her future. She just wanted this to get over soon. About six months ago, she had seen Vardhaan's picture in which he wore his military uniform with two

mself. Her black hair tied in a low side bun, wore a charcoal grey silk saaree* with small black earrings; her black almond eyes looked straight into the camera

or the Raghavan family and the small and stout grandmother walked ahead of them taking small steps. Mr. Mehra was tall, more than 6ft with thin frame; his head indicated start of hair loss due to age as he was in his

heavy embroidered border. Her features were sharp; brown eyes under high arc

was the journey?" Mr. Raghavan greeted. He to

to Mr. Raghavan with a smile. "I am glad that I am able to spend extra

e glad that he got it." Mr. Raghavan chuckled looking at Va

forward to greet Mr. and Mrs. Raghavan by touching

rd person. Mrs.Raghavan approx 5ft. seemed quick witted and classy, she wore a fuchsia pink saare*; not too extravagant just simple. She had an oval face with small forehead, small chin and a set of deep set sm

rox 5-6 metres; women wear it draped around their body and is paired w

long shirt like at

er palms together "Namaste". And went on to greet the Mehras. As she

xchanged gifts. Everyone took their seats in the tem

g serving the nation

e in military like my father." Vard

. Mehra's eyes filled with sadness as he talked about his martyred brother. Vardhaan's eyes showed a mixture of happiness and pain. E

like talking?" Mrs. Mehra sa

ain we ever heard from her teachers was that she d

s a wonder how he survived the whole Army training". Grandmother replied making everyone smile. "We can

s. Raghavan said agreeing with grandmother. Rati looke

ghavan said looking at her with a smile, agreeing with

and stood up to obey her parent's