Fleeing The Scene

It was lord Ganesha' festival, everyone was busy preparing to welcome the idol to the house. Madhulika was seen running up and down to do one thing or the other.

"Madhulika, have you gotten the coconuts, the red flowers, and the sacred thread?" Her mum asked her.

"But I thought Kashika had bought those. Wasn't she supposed to get everything ready yesterday" Madhulika was very tired, she had been the one making preparations. Her younger sister wasn't even doing anything, the least she could do was buy the things needed for the preparation but she didn't do it.

   Kashika had always been like that, lazy and bad mouthed. Although she was rude, she wasn't to madhulika.

Madhulika had earned respect from Kashika because of how easy going and nice she was.

"You know how she can be, go to the market and buy the things, please, just go" Divya pleaded to her daughter.

"Alright, I will use some of my savings to buy it. After all, it worths it... Today we are bringing Lord Ganesha home!!" She screamed the last part in happiness.

Madhulika started heading to the market, she greeted lots of people on her way.

"Here's your change" The seller gave her some rupees as her change.

"Thank you for the discount" She smiled at the woman and and started heading back home.

'I really can't wait for the veneration, it's going to make everyone feel renewed. I will also wish for the lord to make my dream of becoming an actress come to pass... I hope I...' Her thoughts were cuts off when she bumped into someone.

"I am sorry" She apologized. At this moment she didn't bother to look at the person, she just bent down to pick her bags that fell. And unfortunately, one of the coconuts broke.

' What a bad luck. This costs me my savings' She didn't want to get angry because it was a special day. A day of love and joy, but she couldn't help it.

"See what you've done " She yelled and lifted her head up.

Immediately she saw the figure in front of her, she gasped slightly.

  The beauty of the man standing in front of her made her speechless. He was so cute beyond imaginations.

  She noticed he looked different from a normal India guy. 'Perhaps he is not from here' She thought.

"Hello! You bumped into me, stop acting like I was the one that did" He snapped at her. His English was fluent, and his voice was sweet to hear.

Madhulika quickly gathered herself up, she cleared her throat and yelled back at him. "Didn't you also bump into me. Listen Mr man, don't..." She paused when she remembered she had to go home quickly for the festival.

"Oh lord, I am late" She muttered to herself and made to walk away, but the guy held her wrist, stopping her.

  Madhulika stared at him, then at her wrist. She carefully dropped the bag on the floor, which contains the things she had bought.

"You pervert" She made a fist with her right hand, and gave him a punch on his face.

"Ouch!" The man screamed in pain.

"Do not underestimate the power of madhulika. Goodbye" She picked her bag and started to run home.

  Getting home, she saw that her mother was impatiently waiting for her.

"Madhulika, what took you so long?" Divya asked.

"Nothing. Here are the stuffs" She replied and handed the bag over to her.

"You bought a lot of things. Don't you think they are too much?"Divya was worried because of the way madhulika usually spends money to buy excess things.

" It's lord Ganesha' festival, so cheer up...."Madhulika was saying, when she heard the sounds of playing drums, and singing.