Difficult

The Shiva temple was half an hour far from where we lived. It was near the jungle and the devotees' crowd was huge and the line? oh, don't even ask about the line in the temple. It felt like the whole city's women were there and even males.

We came back like maybe five hours after worshipping Shivaji. I was worn out. My legs were hurt and my feet were aching. We came inside and found out Rima had already left. I went straight to the room and got freshened up. I didn't like what I saw in the mirror. The girl in front of me was unrecognizable and remembered that I haven't thanked him. He entered the room and I could see he was exhausted too. He gave me a tired smile.

"Thanks," I looked anywhere but him. I felt his eyes on me. He must be thinking why I was thanking him.

"For this," I showed him the sari which I had taken off and placed on the couch. "And this too," I looked at the sari I was wearing.

I was wearing another sari that I found in the closet. It was the same color, red tha