Tired, Prakash ji arrived home and called out to his wife, "Surekha ji, where's my dhoti? It's so incredibly hot, and on top of that, these Aadhar card centers are ripping us off, charging 120 rupees just to change a mobile number on the card!"

Surekha ji was busy in the kitchen. Hearing her husband's strained voice, she came out and said, "Here, have some water. Look, the Aadhar card has to be updated now. Naina was telling you she'd go, why didn't you listen to her? Why did you go out in such heat?"

After drinking a full glass of water, Prakash ji asked, "Oh, right, where's Naina? And I asked for my dhoti, where is that?"

Taking the water glass from Prakash ji's hand, Surekha ji said, "Naina's in her room, and your dhoti..."

Prakash ji, taking a newspaper in his hand, said, "Naina's leaving tomorrow. I can't believe a week passed so quickly. She's our only daughter, and she takes such good care of the whole house and herself... now her wedding..."

Surekha ji took the newspaper from Prakash ji's hand and said, "If tears are coming, let them come... I know these are tears of joy. Our daughter has grown up, and we shouldn't worry so much. You don't worry." After saying this, Surekha ji smiled at Prakash ji, and Prakash ji also smiled back at her.

Meanwhile, a sound was heard:

*THUD!*

Prakash ji jumped up from his chair and exclaimed, "Oh no, what happened? Naina, did you fall?"

Surekha ji went towards Naina's room and opened the door. What she saw after that... hehe.

Naina, their only responsible daughter, was lying on the floor with headphones on, wearing her father's dhoti and his shirt, black sunglasses on her eyes, one leg on the bed, and the rest of her body on the floor.

It took Surekha ji a few seconds to process everything. Just then, Prakash ji arrived and started laughing upon seeing his daughter like that. Surekha ji got angry seeing the state of Naina's room. (I mean, when do moms not get angry? And at a time like this, Naina deserved to be scolded!)

Surekha ji yelled at Naina, "You idiot! What kind of mess have you made? You're leaving tomorrow, then who's going to clean all this? Do I have so little work that you're just adding more to it?"

Seeing her mother's fierce form, Naina stood up. Before she could say anything, Surekha ji said, "Quiet! Absolutely quiet! Fix this room and your appearance quickly, or I'll hit you so hard you wont recognize yourself in the mirror!"

Prakash ji couldn't say anything, his laughter was still uncontrollable after seeing his daughter. A few seconds later, he noticed something and said, "My dhoti is here!"

Surekha ji, annoyed, snapped at her husband, "You're worried about your dhoti? You don't see how much my work has increased here!"

Controlling his laughter, Prakash ji asked Naina, "What song were you listening to, beta?"

Naina, full of excitement, replied, "Gangnam Style! I gave it an Indian touch by wearing a dhoti!" Saying this, she proudly pulled her shirt collar, and at that very moment, she got a quick headshot. You probably know who hit her...

What do you think? What kind of girl do you think Naina is? Short-tempered? Calm? Mischievous? Or something else?

This is my first story, guys... please forgive any mistakes. If you liked my writing style, please like and comment ❤️✨