It was Sunday morning, but for Jhavni, it wasn’t just any lazy weekend. The day had finally arrived—the day she would meet her potential groom. The day Jhavni’s life might change forever. But for now, she had only one mission: to get out of bed. A mix of nerves and excitement had kept her tossing and turning all night, and she’d overslept, only waking up at 11:30.

She stretched lazily half-asleep , she dragged herself out of bed, reached for her phone, glancing at the time. It was 11:30 AM. Her eyes widened. She shot up, grabbing her toothbrush, and shuffled. Half-awake into the kitchen where her mother was already bustling around.

She was still rubbing her eyes as she mumbled a half-hearted “Good morning” to her mother, who was busy preparing dishes for the guests.

Her mother turned, hands on her hips, eyebrows raised. “Good morning? It’s nearly afternoon! Look at the time! How can you be sleeping till now when the family is coming over to see you today?”

Her mother scolded, giving her a look as she stirred a pot on the stove.

“Are we running late?” Jhavni asked