The bracelet she tied

'I would never buy it myself
or even wouldn't notice
It was a typical colourful band
with many tiny ghungaroos.'

That's what I thought when I first saw that bracelet.

I was late but finally had reached before they had left for the engagement of my cousin. There was a pooja going on & everyone was in ethnic attires except me. People looked at me like I was an uninvited outsider but that was okay until she was accompanying me.

The pooja was over & I too got a bracelet to tie like every unmarried girl there & before I could say 'can I keep it in my bag' my cousin said 'let me help you to tie it' & I said 'thanks'

At that time it was the only traditional thing I was wearing & I was certain I'll take it off very soon. I never been too girlish, though I thought the bracelet wasn't suitable for me & was making so much noise.

Day passed & I got used to the bracelet. The sound it makes every time I move my hand was no longer bothering me. I caught myself purposely shaking my hand to make that noise & that was weird at first.

It was the wedding day & I was a bridesmaid, panicking about my dress, hair, shoes & so on. But everything went well & she was gone to her new home.

I too returned to my home. Recalling our childhood memories with wet eyes, I noticed the bracelet on my hand she tied & hugged my hand so tightly like I would never take it off my hand.

No matter what I thought of it the day I first saw it but now it's precious to me & symbol of our bond.

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