Tuesday, 19 November 2019

Preface: Mr. & Mrs. Mallik

Amidst all the chaos in the Marriage Registration Office in Andheri, stood a couple, lost in their own worlds. Were they happy? Were they excited? Were they anxious? NO. Unlike all the other couples who come to that office with their hearts full of happiness and anxiety for the future, this couple is irritated with everything happening around them. They just want to run away from that place. They are trying to understand the mess they have created out of their lives, standing there, just a few steps away from stepping into the divine relation of marriage.

"Take it. It's already time" someone's voice pulled her from a tsunami of thoughts. 'What am I doing here?' she thought to herself while she faked a smile and took the garland from the person who offered it to her. How badly she wished she had a chance to kill that person right then and there.

'Don't do this to yourself' his mind pleaded him for umpteenth time. Battling with the thoughts in his brain, he grabbed the garland with a forced grin on his confused face.



She looked at the garland in her hands. 'It is beautiful' she couldn't help her mind from appreciating it. She looked up and glanced at the person around whose neck she has to place it. There he stood, calm, after creating a misery in her life. She wished she was holding a thick rope instead of the garland so that she can put it around his neck and hang him till death, right at that place. She cursed her bad luck while she moved forward and put the garland around his neck.

He stared at her in disbelief. 'Is this real or a night mare?' he still didn't want to believe that the person, whom he can't stand a moment, is going to be his wife for the rest of his life. 'This is the bad reality' he sighed to himself and literally threw the garland around the neck of the girl standing in front of him, glaring at her. Cursing his fate, he turned to look at the registrar. 'What? My life is finished ' I am finished. What do you want now?' he wanted to ask the old man, but the words never escaped his mouth. "Anything left sir?" he tried his best so as to not sound sarcastic.

"Yes. Sign in here. After that you both will be husband and wife officially." The old man declared with his lips extending to both extremes of his face, handing over the pen to him. He wished he could poke into the eyes of the old man with the same pen. He grabbed the pen hesitatingly and scribbled his name on the semi-white sheet 'Armaan Mallik'. holding his breath. He brushed his name on the paper with his thumb and whispered slowly that only he could here "May your soul rest in peace."

She took the pen from his hands and stepped forward towards the desk. She looked at the documents lying on the desk and felt her head spinning 360 degrees. She shook her head and signed at the place pointed by the registrar 'Riddhima Gupta'. She glanced at the signature lying above hers on the document. "I am going to kill you one day for doing all this" she swore to herself and shot a dirty look at her 30 seconds old husband.

"You both are legally married now. Congratulations 'Mr. & Mrs. Mallik'" the registrar declared proudly as if he had won an Olympic medal in getting them married. Armaan and Riddhima stared at each other with horror filled faces and screamed "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO", the only difference being that their voice never escaped their vocal chords.

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Sushmita

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