Aditya! Shweta voice brought him back. she looked effortlessly graceful in the cream colored kurti and beige leggings. It was the gold rimmed bangles and the mangalsutras brushing against her dupatta.

Aditya finally moved. He walked toward her with a smile and then, without a word, bent down to touch her feet. Shweta laugh and said still the same polite boy. Aditya said and you still don't look like anyone's mother-in-law. She stepped forward, quickly hug him Their hug wasn't long. But it felt full of unsaid apologies, mutual affection, and a quiet promise neither of them could say and they slowly pull apart.