01-10-2026, 09:44 PM
Ananya came out of the trial room wearing the saree she had chosen. She looked at herself in the mirror, then noticed Padma standing nearby.
? Ananya: “Padma, right?”
Padma smiled politely.
? Padma: “Yes.”
Ananya walked over with an easy smile.
? Ananya: “I’m Ananya. We met at the temple.”
? Padma: “Yes, I remember.”
Ananya looked at the saree Padma was holding.
? Ananya: “You’re choosing this one?”
? Padma: “Yes. I wanted something simple.”
Ananya nodded.
? Ananya: “It’s nice. Actually, you look very elegant in simple sarees.”
Padma smiled, slightly embarrassed.
Ananya suddenly lifted her phone.
? Ananya: “Come, let’s take a selfie.”
Padma hesitated.
? Padma: “Selfie?”
? Ananya: “Of course. First proper meeting!”
Before Padma could object, Ananya stood beside her and took a quick selfie of the two of them.
She looked at the picture and smiled.
? Ananya: “Nice!”
Then, almost casually, she said:
? Ananya: “You know, Rajan has told me about you.”
Padma’s smile faded slightly.
? Padma: “About me?”
? Ananya: “Yes. Apparently, you’re someone he remembers very well.”
Padma didn’t know what to say.
Ananya continued, completely unaware of the effect her words were having.
? Ananya: “He even told me about you and your husband. Mohan, right?”
Padma nodded slowly.
? Padma: “Yes.”
Ananya smiled.
? Ananya: “Don’t worry. He hasn’t said anything bad. He just told me that you both have an interesting history.”
Padma glanced toward Rajan.
He was speaking to a salesperson a few metres away.
For a moment, their eyes met.
Rajan immediately understood that Ananya had been talking to Padma.
Padma looked away.
Ananya slipped her phone back into her handbag.
ANANYA : Pic :
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? Ananya: “Anyway, I’m glad I finally met you properly.”
? Padma: “Me too.”
Ananya smiled warmly.
? Ananya: “Maybe sometime we can go shopping together. You can help me choose sarees.”
Padma gave a polite smile.
? Padma: “Maybe.”
Ananya walked back toward Rajan.
Ananya: “Rajan, what do you think of this one?”
Rajan immediately went over to her, helping her compare it with another saree the salesperson had brought.
Padma watched for a moment before turning her attention back to the shelves.
A few minutes later, Rajan noticed a saree hanging nearby.
It was a black party-wear saree, elegant and striking, with a fine shimmering finish and a narrow designer border.
He picked it up and walked toward Padma.
? Rajan: “Try this one.”
Padma looked at it and immediately shook her head.
? Padma: “No. That’s not my type.”
? Rajan: “Why?”
? Padma: “It’s too much for me.”
Rajan held it against her from a little distance, looking at how the colour would fall against her complexion.
? Rajan: “It would suit you. Especially on your figure.”
But put With high heel footwear and Padma frowned slightly.
? Rajan: “And for a night occasion, it would look really good.”
? Padma: “I said no, Rajan.”
He smiled faintly.
? Rajan: “You should step out of your shell sometimes, Padma. Modern cuts, sleeveless blouses… even jeans and skirts. Ananya wears all kinds of styles.”
Padma looked at him firmly.
? Padma: “Then let Ananya wear them. I’m comfortable with what I wear.”
Rajan didn’t argue.
? Rajan: “Fair enough.”
From the trial room, Ananya called out.
? Ananya: “Rajan?”
? Rajan: “Coming.”
He placed the black saree over the counter and walked toward her.
Soon he was standing outside the trial room, helping Ananya decide between two sarees, commenting on the colours and looking at the designs with her.
Padma quietly moved away.
She went to another floor of the store.
The second floor was quieter.
Padma slowly walked through the rows of sarees until she found one that immediately felt more like her.
It was simple, elegant and moderate—a beautiful everyday-to-occasion saree with a tasteful border and just enough detailing to make it special without looking extravagant.
She held it against herself.
She liked it.
“This one,” she murmured.
She looked around.
Rajan and Ananya weren’t there.
Apparently, they had already left.
Padma took the saree downstairs and went to the billing counter.
After completing her billing, she paused.
Her eyes wandered toward the section where the black saree Rajan had shown her was displayed.
She hesitated.
Then she turned toward the salesperson.
? Padma: “That black saree… the one that gentleman showed me earlier. Can you show it to me once?”
The salesperson smiled and brought it down.
Up close, Padma was surprised.
The saree had a soft, shimmering finish that caught the light without looking cheap. A large photograph beside the display showed a glamorous model wearing the same saree at an evening event.
Padma stared at it.
It looked completely different from how she had imagined it.
? Padma: “Can I see the blouse piece?”
The salesperson brought it out.
But it wasn’t a conventional blouse piece.
It had a more elaborate designer pattern.
? Padma: “This is the blouse?”
?? Salesperson: “Yes, madam. This saree comes with this design. You need a good designer blouse for it. It won’t look the same with a normal blouse.”
Padma looked at the design carefully.
The salesperson explained:
?? Salesperson: “These designs are mostly worn with sleeveless or slightly deeper-neck designer blouses. That’s why they are popular for parties and evening functions.”
Padma imagined herself wearing it.
Then immediately imagined where she could possibly wear something like that.
A family function?
A wedding?
A dinner?
She couldn’t picture herself in it.
She almost handed it back.
Then she remembered Rajan holding it up and saying:
Especially on a night occasion.
She frowned at herself.
Why was she even thinking about what he had said?
Padma looked at the saree again.
It was elegant, completely different from what she normally wore.
She imagined herself wearing it for a moment, then quickly pushed the thought aside.
She almost handed it back.
But something made her pause.
She looked at the saree once more.
? Padma: “Pack it.”
The salesperson carefully folded the saree and placed it in the bag.
Padma took the bag and walked out of the shop.
She still wasn’t sure why she had bought it.
Perhaps she simply liked the saree.
Or perhaps, somewhere in the back of her mind, she wanted to know what Rajan had seen when he held it against her. And she went to designer
? Ananya: “Padma, right?”
Padma smiled politely.
? Padma: “Yes.”
Ananya walked over with an easy smile.
? Ananya: “I’m Ananya. We met at the temple.”
? Padma: “Yes, I remember.”
Ananya looked at the saree Padma was holding.
? Ananya: “You’re choosing this one?”
? Padma: “Yes. I wanted something simple.”
Ananya nodded.
? Ananya: “It’s nice. Actually, you look very elegant in simple sarees.”
Padma smiled, slightly embarrassed.
Ananya suddenly lifted her phone.
? Ananya: “Come, let’s take a selfie.”
Padma hesitated.
? Padma: “Selfie?”
? Ananya: “Of course. First proper meeting!”
Before Padma could object, Ananya stood beside her and took a quick selfie of the two of them.
She looked at the picture and smiled.
? Ananya: “Nice!”
Then, almost casually, she said:
? Ananya: “You know, Rajan has told me about you.”
Padma’s smile faded slightly.
? Padma: “About me?”
? Ananya: “Yes. Apparently, you’re someone he remembers very well.”
Padma didn’t know what to say.
Ananya continued, completely unaware of the effect her words were having.
? Ananya: “He even told me about you and your husband. Mohan, right?”
Padma nodded slowly.
? Padma: “Yes.”
Ananya smiled.
? Ananya: “Don’t worry. He hasn’t said anything bad. He just told me that you both have an interesting history.”
Padma glanced toward Rajan.
He was speaking to a salesperson a few metres away.
For a moment, their eyes met.
Rajan immediately understood that Ananya had been talking to Padma.
Padma looked away.
Ananya slipped her phone back into her handbag.
ANANYA : Pic :
? Ananya: “Anyway, I’m glad I finally met you properly.”
? Padma: “Me too.”
Ananya smiled warmly.
? Ananya: “Maybe sometime we can go shopping together. You can help me choose sarees.”
Padma gave a polite smile.
? Padma: “Maybe.”
Ananya walked back toward Rajan.
Ananya: “Rajan, what do you think of this one?”
Rajan immediately went over to her, helping her compare it with another saree the salesperson had brought.
Padma watched for a moment before turning her attention back to the shelves.
A few minutes later, Rajan noticed a saree hanging nearby.
It was a black party-wear saree, elegant and striking, with a fine shimmering finish and a narrow designer border.
He picked it up and walked toward Padma.
? Rajan: “Try this one.”
Padma looked at it and immediately shook her head.
? Padma: “No. That’s not my type.”
? Rajan: “Why?”
? Padma: “It’s too much for me.”
Rajan held it against her from a little distance, looking at how the colour would fall against her complexion.
? Rajan: “It would suit you. Especially on your figure.”
But put With high heel footwear and Padma frowned slightly.
? Rajan: “And for a night occasion, it would look really good.”
? Padma: “I said no, Rajan.”
He smiled faintly.
? Rajan: “You should step out of your shell sometimes, Padma. Modern cuts, sleeveless blouses… even jeans and skirts. Ananya wears all kinds of styles.”
Padma looked at him firmly.
? Padma: “Then let Ananya wear them. I’m comfortable with what I wear.”
Rajan didn’t argue.
? Rajan: “Fair enough.”
From the trial room, Ananya called out.
? Ananya: “Rajan?”
? Rajan: “Coming.”
He placed the black saree over the counter and walked toward her.
Soon he was standing outside the trial room, helping Ananya decide between two sarees, commenting on the colours and looking at the designs with her.
Padma quietly moved away.
She went to another floor of the store.
The second floor was quieter.
Padma slowly walked through the rows of sarees until she found one that immediately felt more like her.
It was simple, elegant and moderate—a beautiful everyday-to-occasion saree with a tasteful border and just enough detailing to make it special without looking extravagant.
She held it against herself.
She liked it.
“This one,” she murmured.
She looked around.
Rajan and Ananya weren’t there.
Apparently, they had already left.
Padma took the saree downstairs and went to the billing counter.
After completing her billing, she paused.
Her eyes wandered toward the section where the black saree Rajan had shown her was displayed.
She hesitated.
Then she turned toward the salesperson.
? Padma: “That black saree… the one that gentleman showed me earlier. Can you show it to me once?”
The salesperson smiled and brought it down.
Up close, Padma was surprised.
The saree had a soft, shimmering finish that caught the light without looking cheap. A large photograph beside the display showed a glamorous model wearing the same saree at an evening event.
Padma stared at it.
It looked completely different from how she had imagined it.
? Padma: “Can I see the blouse piece?”
The salesperson brought it out.
But it wasn’t a conventional blouse piece.
It had a more elaborate designer pattern.
? Padma: “This is the blouse?”
?? Salesperson: “Yes, madam. This saree comes with this design. You need a good designer blouse for it. It won’t look the same with a normal blouse.”
Padma looked at the design carefully.
The salesperson explained:
?? Salesperson: “These designs are mostly worn with sleeveless or slightly deeper-neck designer blouses. That’s why they are popular for parties and evening functions.”
Padma imagined herself wearing it.
Then immediately imagined where she could possibly wear something like that.
A family function?
A wedding?
A dinner?
She couldn’t picture herself in it.
She almost handed it back.
Then she remembered Rajan holding it up and saying:
Especially on a night occasion.
She frowned at herself.
Why was she even thinking about what he had said?
Padma looked at the saree again.
It was elegant, completely different from what she normally wore.
She imagined herself wearing it for a moment, then quickly pushed the thought aside.
She almost handed it back.
But something made her pause.
She looked at the saree once more.
? Padma: “Pack it.”
The salesperson carefully folded the saree and placed it in the bag.
Padma took the bag and walked out of the shop.
She still wasn’t sure why she had bought it.
Perhaps she simply liked the saree.
Or perhaps, somewhere in the back of her mind, she wanted to know what Rajan had seen when he held it against her. And she went to designer
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