IDK! Why does It bother me so much? My phone is ringing and my mother has called me four times, otherwise, she never makes me any call. I need a plan, a solid one to get rid of arranged marriage. Arnav can help me with it. If the boy picked by my mother doesn't wanna leave me. I need to muster the courage before talking about it to Arnav. I hope after telling him no he'd agree to help me. If not, then I've other options. But I don't wanna disturb their lives.
My phone chimes and I quickly grab it. I'm done earlier than married girls. I love my skin after cleaning up. It's glowing and shining. I glance at the message, ' Talk to your mom. ' - Mini.
I click on my mother's number. She answers on the third call, " Hello, "
" Why weren't you answering my calls? " She asks.
" I wasn't around my phone.
I'm lying on my belly on the mattress and my chin is resting on the pillow. I peer at my phone. He told me that he'd call. But I can't see it happening. It's turning at eleven o'clock, soon going to be midnight. My eyes are getting heavy. There is no sign of his call. I'm spending my time stewing over what Arnav will be doing, What does it take him so much time? He asked me to make a promise to receive his call but he's missing. I'm mulling over to make him call or not! The problem is it's bothering me. He should make a call yet. I'm bothering to yell at him in anger because he's taking too much time to return the words. I'm acting all weird, I finished my dinner early because I don't want to miss his call. It's stupidity. I'm trying to push him away but I'm attracted to him. It's getting stronger. My feelings are growing stronger. It is a matter of
Wow! I hate pink but it's looking so pretty with peach. The blouse felt heavy when I held it after a shower. It's embroidered with silver and pink thread, white, pink and peach stones. The blouse is laying perfectly with my curves. It has broad strips. I can feel the heaviness of my skirt when I hold it in my both hands and lift it slightly up. I'm not used to such dresses. I haven't worn such dresses which show skins. Why did she change my dress? I was glad about that stupid dress. " I'm feeling mostly naked in this dress. " I turn to see my back, " Geez! Almost backless. " I nervously bite my lips. " You're not looking naked in it. It's an Indo-west lehenga. It's showing your waist. That's it. " Sippy says, walking in the room. " You're looking so pretty. " I gaze at her. She's wearing a pink lehenga with heavy work on it. Her jet black long hair is coveri
He looks handsome in a coal-black suit. I don't know, where did this plan stuck in my mind? But I've no option. It'd be better if I tie up in an unwanted marriage then my husband should be such a person who I can trust between the four walls of a room. I never can imagine I can show that trust in a guy from the arranged marriage. I hope Mini will make mom comprehend the situation. My heart is saying she'll agree with it and refuse to that oaf. I'm feeling tired, my body aches for no reason, I want to sleep perhaps it's the effects of my shut off. The tension really sucks all the energy from me. I don't want to drag Arnav in the mess of my life. But my mother and friends didn't leave me any other option. I'll try my best to end it before marriage. I'll be glad if Arnav will end it as I've made words to him, I can't back up now. I know to keep my words. I don't wanna wear wife's title. I'll tell him
My sight gets blurry as tears fill in my eyes, " Is everything alright? '' Arnav asks me as he runs his gaze on all faces and rests on mine. " I'm missing my brother. " I blurt. I don't want my mother and elder brother to reply to him, indeed I want them away from my life. They two and my ex are such people on the earth whom I'll never forgive. I hate them from the core of my heart. " Well! I've got a surprise for you and it's waiting for your attention. " He smiles and gestures at the doorway with his index finger. I follow the direction of his finger. My lips erupt into a huge smile, " Ruu! " I squeal and rush at him. I tightly hug him. Unbelievable, but he returns it. " How are you, Hana? " He smiles as he instantly pulls back. We still use the name for each other. We were addicted to using the names in our childhood days whe
I put the dress in the basket. I lazily walk over the bed and plop on it. I rub my palm on my cheek and close my eyes. Oddly, I'm feeling calm. I hear the door clicking to open and weigh on the mattress. I keep my eyes close. A familiar hand brushes on my forehead. I push myself in a sitting position opening my eyes, " Do you need anything? " I ask my mother. " I know you hate me. Perhaps, it's the last time we are spending time together. " She says. I control myself not to answer, " How was your journey? " I ask what stuck on my mind first. " I enjoyed it, " She smiles. I still love her. After all, she's my mother. But I'll never forgive her and she also knows it very well, " Is something important? " I ask her. " Why don't you
I take a sip of my latte as I grab the set of my keys from the table. I head toward the garage. I don't want to cancel the wedding, I know it won't kill me but it will kill my heart, the reason for my smile, happiness. Dammit! I'm overthinking. She must have called me to discuss her conditions. Tomorrow is the Haldi ceremony, then Mehndi Ceremony and then the most awaited day of my life with my dream girl, The wedding day. I know it's a casual meeting. She'll not look at me the way I look at her, she'll not feel for me, I feel for her when I behold her. I know she loves me. I simply recall her face when she accepted it in front of me. I wanted to do more than a hug. I love the control on me but when she's around, she makes everything difficult. " Where are you going? " Karan asks, suddenly leaping between me and my car. " To see my love. " I move toward my car but he stops me.
I'm not interested in falling love again. But I've... I can feel it. I perceive only happiness around him. The problem is still there, standing between us like an immovable stone. I got over the breakup with him. I'll never call it a breakup. The breakup happens with the agreement of two people. He left me without saying a word. Cheap! That isn't enough for him, breaking my heart. He began to plant people in my life to ruin me, to get what he couldn't get. Cheapest! Arnav is different from him. He's the same as I dream my husband to be. He only knows that I have a past but he doesn't know it haunts me every night. My nightmares have made my life miserable. I can't live a life like other girls, normal and happy. My tears have dried up, but my heart is still bleeding. Arnav has made this pain disappear, I've had nightmares but he can't stay with me forever. He's going to be my husband, but I don't know, does he want a raped girl as his
I manage to push away the bad memories of the nightmare. I love my dress today. It's a yellow off-shoulder gown with real rose flower's jewellery, " Who made this? It's beautiful. I can smell roses. " I brush my fingers on the red petals of it. Hiding behind the smile, I gaze up at my friends to answer me. " Mini made it for us. '' Sippy engulfs her arms around her, " She actually takes care of us as our mother does. " " Right, " Rita hugs her too, " Our parents are here. " She says to Mini, " They will not allow me to see Guri after the Haldi Ceremony. " She pulls a face. " Don't be a jerk. It's not months and years. Tomorrow mehndi. Then the next day you and Suhana will be married ladies. " Pehu put the bracelet made of red roses around my wrist. All are wearing yellow dresses, Mini, Rita and Pehu are w
I stare at my image in the mirror. I'm draped into a baby pink gown, pink plump heels, pink lips. I gulp. I never imagined myself in pink colour. It still seems unbelievable that he's behind bars and Harleen helped me. He's found guilty. It has been a month. I don't wanna think about bad memories of my life. I've promised myself to start a new life with my husband. No shadow of my past. We've completed six months of this wedding. Arnav is taking me out, it's another date. He always surprises me and fills my life with happiness. ' My first sight love,' My phone pings, grabbing my attention. I smile, glancing down at his name. I click on it. Arnav brought this dress last night for me. I didn't
She was sleeping when I left for my office. I was waiting for her to make a move. She contacted him via FB when she couldn't get her phone. He called her daily from a private number. It's impossible that I'll put her in danger. When I was in my office. She booked a flight to India. She was doing it again. She was planning to go away without informing me again. "Sir, the plane is ready," Kabir says, walking into my office. I nod my head and grab my phone from the desk. I heave deeply as I dial a number. He answers on the first ring. "Hi, brother." "Are you ready?" I ask. I trace my fingers on the photo frame. Her tongue is stuck out, her eyes are smiling. I glanced at her with a smile. Karan clicked this. Beginni
I'm on the verge of tears. I drop my phone in my handbag. I grab our wedding picture from the nightstand and slip it into the handbag. I sit down on the couch. I grab a paper and pen. ' I'll come home soon. Three or four days! I also need to tell you something. Please, don't get mad like last time. ' I put the pen back. I crack my knuckles. I don't know anything about yesterday. He can do anything, harm me, kill me. I don't know if I'll be able to see my husband again. After knowing what happened in my past, I'm not certain about Arnav. The complicated question is - will he accept me? I'm scared to lose him. After a deep sigh, I throttle the pen between my fingers. I scrub the pen over the paper. &nbs
After they left for California. I returned to our room. I remove my heels and dupatta, putting them on the edge of the mattress. This dress is showing my cleavage. I frown at it. I'm alone in the room. I don't feel it necessary to cover it with a dupatta. I couldn't grope the closet. It's the biggest one. It would take hours. Biting down on my lip, I head toward its door. I swipe the back of my hand over my forehead. I have looked through every possible place. I started from his files, clothes. I couldn't get it anywhere. "Are you looking for something?" I startle and pivot on my heels. He isn't wearing his shirt, only his slacks he wore before
I keep looking at him. My cheek is pressed hard against the pillow. I want it to swallow me. He fastens his cufflinks. There's grace in his every small move. I'm the opposite of him. I'm quarrelsome sometimes, I'm always ready to fight for my rights. He's calm like a calm sea. He handles things with love. He knows to make my anger disappear. I blinked, breaking the spell of my thinking of him. He buttons his waistcoat and grabs his coat from the couch. A chill rakes my body seeping into my bones. The thought of parting from him always frightens me, unsettles me. He inclines down. My nose fills with cedar, sandalwood, Basil. His fingers slide in the back of my head. He pecks on my lips. We greet each other with our genuine smiles. "Don't go anywhere witho
I press my back against the side of the pool and stretch my arms out, gripping the ledge. I haven't felt so stressed before. I can see her from afar. She's still under doss. She should wake up. Pehu couldn't say anything. She doesn't wanna say anything until she talks to her. I stormed out of my office when I got a call from my mother. I clench my teeth. I respect her because she's my mother. She shouldn't do this to her. I shake my head and pull myself out of the pool. I grab the towel and rub it on my nape and head. I slip into a white boxer. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. I don't know. Will she remember me this time? I touch her cheek slightly with the
It was a fatiguing day. My feet are aching walking in heels. He didn't leave my side. His arm stayed around me as he's protecting me from something dangerous. I walk over to the pool after changing into shorts, kick off my slippers, and stick my legs in the water. I smile at him. He keeps himself afloat with small movements of his feet and waves of his strong muscular arms on top of the water. Our gazes lock. He slowly closes the gap between us until he’s directly in front of my legs. He places his hand on the edge as he glances up at me. He smiles. He gives a little push to his body, backward. With slow movements of his arm, he slides away from me. He slinks underwater for a few seconds. When he comes back up again, he wipes all his hair out of his forehead. He ra
Pehu suggested this to me. I hate to see her in pain. But I want her memory to be restored. I couldn't ignore the sheen of pain when she glanced at the counter near the door. I grab the forks and put them on the tray. I unclip the apron and glance at her. She's breathing heavily, "Suhana, what's it?" Immediately, I saunter forward and cup her cheeks. She swivels her neck looking into my eyes. I observe her in concern. "Can we go back to our room? I don't like this place." She says, biting on her trembling lower lip. Tears gathered in her eyes. She blinks staring in my eyes and tears roll down. "S***!" I curl my arm around her waist. Tugging her to my chest, I swipe her in my arms. Her face pressed against my chest and her arms tightened around my neck.
A sense of being watched pickles along my skin as the hair on my back rises. I glance back, snapping my eyes around. I could get nothing. That feeling is still seated inside me. "Are you looking for me?" Harleen says as she stops before her. She's dolled up in a black shoulderless tight gown, exposing her cleavage. I chose to stay quiet. She snorts when I just stare at her. "I was thinking of you as an intelligent woman." She tightens her red lips. "Should I say, you're not welcomed here?" Mini snaps. She glares at Harleen. Her grip tightens around the glass she's holding. "Your mother is so possessive," Harleen mocks her, twisting her lips. "Stay away from h