Bride In Blue

14 August 2010Anvi It’s Saturday. Yayyy! Weekends are best; no school, no studies and you can sleep for as many hours as you want.“Anvi, wake up. It’s 7 in the morning.” Mom shouted.Ok!! You can ignore the last part of what I said. It is just an illusion that you can sleep according to your wish. But somehow I will manage to sleep in the afternoon.Sssshhhh! Please don’t tell Mom.“Anvi, you want me to come over.”Mom shouted.I need to go, otherwise, my furious mother will wake up the whole town.“I am already up, Mom.”“Good, now better be at the breakfast table in 15 minutes.”'Shit!' I cursed under my breath, if mom could listen to these curse words, I am so dead.I completed the morning routine and ran down the stairs but bumped into my elder brother.“So, the princes

21 August 2010Anvi****** “The Red Journal”‘Just Be You,And The One You Adore So Much will Come To See You.’Ah! Why can’t I decipher the meaning of it?It was so frustrating to solve the riddle. I pulled my hair in frustration and the passer-by gave me weird looks. Composing myself, I behaved normally and smiled at them which only made them look at me with pity, as if I am insane. Of course, they will think of me like that, otherwise which sane person pulls his/her hair in a public park.I have read The Red Journal and to be honest, I didn’t find anything to be worried about, but it feels like jumbled words to me and I hate solving riddles.If I get the chance then I will go back in time to stop the person from inventing this weird thing.Who plays with words?Anyways, I got to know that this journal bel

25 August 2010Anvi****** “Oh come on, Anvi. I know you very well and don’t forget that I am your best friend.”“I know Ms. Sara Ahmed.”“If you know then tell me what’s bothering you. It’s written all over your face that you are not fine.”Sara pestered me with her questions but I didn’t want to tell her what happened. I will tell her after all she is my best friend, but not now when I am not sure if I have completely got rid of the journal or not.“You again zoned out. See if you will not tell me then I will ask your Mom.”No, that’s not happening. Mom will surely get to know about the journal and what if something happens to her. So, I decided to lie as I knew my best friend won’t stop till she gets an answer.“Vidya got into an accident.”“Vidya

Author's Note: The second part of the book starts from this chapter onwards, that's why I had started the serial number from 1 instead of continuing after 6.******Anvi******The hairdresser was busy doing my hair while the beautician was dolling me up for something I was not ready for. After they were done all of them left saying I was looking like a princess.I chuckled thinking a princess is never treated as a slave. Standing in front of the mirror I looked at my reflection.Indeed, I was looking like a princess. I couldn't even recognize myself. Is that really me I thought.My fingers touched the mirror to check if it was my reflection or just another illusion.I wish it was. I wish it was all an illusion, a dreadful nightmare, but it wasn't. To my satisfaction, I tried closing and opening my eyes numerous times thinking I might wake up but it only brought disappointment.

Anvi******"It's time, Anvi." I heard Adhyayan Bhaiya as he extended his hand towards me smiling sadly at the pathetic state of his sister.Holding his hand I made my way out with him where Arpit was waiting for us. My two brothers were escorting me to the stage where someone who decided to show some mercy on a pathetic, useless soul like me was already waiting.My grip on Adhyayan Bhaiya's hand tightened when the distance between me and that decorated stage lessened. My heart beats fastened up its pace and the sensations in my body due to anxiety were not helping at all.I thought I would faint anytime but I don't know how I was holding up myself.Bhaiya and Arpit had stopped in their tracks, and when I noticed, I found we reached the starting point of my doom.I was not ready to leave their hands and with the utmost difficulty, Bhaiya took out his hand from the iron grip hold of mine.Lookin