You have found yourself in a situation where you were a total lovesick fool for a boy named Sharukh. You and him had liked each other since you were thirteen, and now that you were at appropriate age to get married—an age where your parents started looking for legible suitors—you and Sharukh decided it was time to tell your parents about them. Even though it was mainly Shahrukh’s job to convince his parents to go over to your house and ask your parents for your hand in marriage.

Currently, one of your friends from your friend group was getting married and you and Sharukh were helping decorating her house for her dholki.

“Alright Amna, whats next?” Shahrukh asked your friend what to decorate next, until you threw a string of flowers at his face. “Help me with this then if you’re so free.” You said as you decorated the wall with flowers, standing on a chair to reach the high places.