Sunday, 2 December 2018

part 2 : Lucky...Who? Me...?

I am sitting in the car thinking about what happened few hours ago…..it kind of made me smile….panditji told us to join hands… with my hand on his... I was so nervous … I could feel my body shivering…slowly I took my hand and kept it on his…i think he noticed the nervousness....not just him anyone sitting next to me would have noticed this..so just to calm me down..he held my hand more tightly… after so many years …it felt nice…someone caring about me…thinking about me…but then I did another blunder…it was during the pheras...we were taking pheras..but as I was still in my own dream world....i didn't realized that the pheras are over…Armaan stopped but I was still walking.. I stopped when I bumped into someone…that someone was "Armaan"…he turned and looked at me… I looked at him and said "sorry"…that was the first word I said to him… "What a great start to our marriage" I thought… I had pretty much made a fool of myself… these were some funny moments in my marriage…which I would cherish forever…



The marriage was over and it was bidaai time…I was looking for my father…but instead of him I saw my cousins and auntie's hugging me, crying for me… for a minute I was surprised with this sudden change of attitude but then I saw reporters and cameraman's taking photos...and I pretty much understood everything…but I don't give a damn about them..i just wanted to see my father.. I looked around ...and  saw him…standing at the corner… looking at everyone but not me…. I went there and hugged him.. I cried…I wanted him to hug me back…respond …stop me from crying…but nothing of this sort happened.. I realized that he is not responding…he is standing there like a statue having no emotions… I pretty much got my answer…I separated myself from the hug and started walking… …while going I didn't even had the courage to look at his face… I quietly went and sat in the car…..and now I am going to my new house my new home…

The car stopped..it  brought me back to reality……I looked out of the car and saw a big mansion in front of me…much bigger than mine… "Finally I have reached my destination" I thought…  I saw him getting out of the car…I opened my side and stood beside him…I was looking at the house when I saw few ladies coming towards us…I looked at the one in the centre holding a "thali"… "I had seen her before" I thought… then I remembered she is my mother –in- law…Armaan's mom… she smiled looking at me…she performed the aarti and told us to step inside…we entered the house... and now started the real fun…she told us about some rasams we have to perform…i had heard and seen many of them in films and serials but not all… I got nervous as I am a nervous freak..and without realizing I took his hand and held it tightly…holding it more tighter he looked at me.. I think he must have understood my nervousness by now…. we were moving towards the hall when I heard someone saying "Bro control yourself…bhabhi is not going anywhere"…  I realized why they were saying this…I quickly released my hands from his… I was so embarrassed…I didn't even had the courage to look at them… I heard them laughing…laughing pretty hard… "stop it… all of you ….just look at her face" his mom said…I guess she understood what I was going through…then started all the rasams... one by one all the rasams were completed…and now I was so tired that when I heard "you two can go and take some rest"  it felt like a blessing in disguise…

We were walking towards the room…I looked at him..he was walking.. looking straight… I was so tired that I did something which I shouldn't had done…i yawned…yes I yawned.. not once or twice but thrice…and  then when I was about to yawn the fourth time I heard him saying " you look very tired… I guess you haven't slept from many days" .. I looked at him..my mouth half opened..i quickly closed my mouth..he smiled… " no..it's not like that"…I said looking very embarrassed…. " it's okay even I am very tired" he said and opened the door of his room.. our room….

We entered the room…he closed the door and went to change his clothes..while I was still standing at the door looking at the room…it was a big room like mine…  I liked it….after some time I saw him coming out of the bathroom wearing party clothes… " black shirt with blue denims"… he came up to me and said "Riddhima my friends have organized a party for me…for celebrating my marriage… so I need to be there…can't disappoint them.. you should take some rest..and yes don't open the door till I am not back…got it" I nodded and before I could say anything I saw him opening the door and leaving…

I lied on the bed…this time I was not crying…I was not feeling bad..coz I had pretty much prepared myself for this…I closed my eyes and went to sleep…

So this was my first day…..or I should say my first night at Malik's mansion……my new home…



Caramel_21 

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