PART-4
Every night i used to stare at the ring which i wore ..which mayank strolled into my ''ring finger'' , i dont know but different feelings enveloped me , I thought of getting married -evry girl does and dreams abt it but i didnt know , when will my dreams actually take over my realistic life , i wanted them to take over the first day after my marriage , but DREAMS are DREAMS !!..Myanak cant be lovey-dovey-and i dont want it to happen and i wont be comfortable in a new atmosphere ..i knew it will take time for ''me'' ..or rather i say ''us'' to adjust but how much ?..i dont know , maybe one day , one week , one month , one year or one complete life ..but i was prepared for it , evry girl is prepared when she goes for ARRANGE MARRIAGE ...
Day of my wedding started approaching ..it was actually approaching really fast - jst like when i wanted my preparatory holidayz to last for sometime more but it wuld end up getting over within blink of time -.same was the case now. Evry new day ..one day less to stay with my family at my place . Whole emotions engulfed me - being emotional when thought abt my family , being happy coz of getting into new life , being tensed coz of not knowing whether my marriage will work or not . I often used to cry , sitting alone in my room , clenching the family photo near to my heart ...
day after day , new cremonies happened -mehendi , lady sangeet ...etc etc .
My mom was the happiest and busiest person at place but i culd feel the tears of joy in her eyes ..I started sleeping on her lap and she used to stoke my hairs..tears used to roll down my cheeks and i used to hug her tightly but each day , she gave me new lesson before entering new life .
My Dad -he was a stren person on face but had a heart of gold , i was always Daddy's girl ..and now leaving my dad , was the most difficult thing to digest ..he nevered showed me his tears , evn when i used to burry my face ,cryin ..he said '' Mayank tujhe bahut khush rakhega''..his words , made home at my heart and i secrestly prayed that i ''never wanted to replace these words..plz keep the place intact ''
Gunjan , she was my kid-sister , my sweetheart , we shared evrythng -from my first crush to scoring low in tests ..evrythng ..and now i am not evn gonna see her with me , sleeping nxt to me !!..thsi was not easy for me ....but i have to pull on !
me and gunjan , used to cry for long , whenevr she used to make hindi-film dialogues ''tum mujhe bahut yaad aaogii''..we used to cry buckets and i being elder one , used to lighten up the mood by saying ''tu toh aise roh rahi hai , jaise mein marne waali hoon'' ..and then i used to get a punch !!..
being away from my family and entering into nw one -the toughest task in this world !!..but i will carry on ..i dont know , but i trusted mayank- it was quite surprising for me , coz i never used to trust anyone easily , and i trusted him only in two meetings of ours..
after that mayank and i hardly met ..evn if we did ..iwe were surrounded by relatives !..i was like '' a wound over a pimple''..
Finally the day of my wedding came...totallly different aroma surrounded my home - mom screaming for sweets , my dad making last minute arrangements , Gunjan selecting and refusing her final day dress and teasing me ...
but i was moving like a wagabonds at my place ..i wen to each and evry corner of my house ..i wanted to imprint evrythng in my heart ..evry single moment ..evry single word , which my parents utter ..evry single chucke, which Gunjan let out ...ahhh..it was finally my last day as Nupur Bhushan..afterwards ..i am gonna be Mrs. Nupur Sharma
Finally the time stood still..i was being dressed like a fairy..evryone arond me , someone putting the jewelery , someone adjusting my lehenga , someone commenting on ''dark mehendi color''on my hand..and someone jst admiring me..i was called downstairs to take ''seven vows''..mom , gunjan and some relatives of mine accompanied me downstaris ..my costume and heavy jewelery made it damn difficult to take one step forward and on top of it , camera person was focusing at me ..well finally i reached the place , where mayank was sitting , there was the same serious look on his face-which i noticed the first time, i met him - my dad extended his hand and made me sit nxt to Myaank..it was soo strange - the person who guided me till today was extending the last help to me and finally giving me to someone's else hand
well everythng took place according to customs and i religiously followed it ..when mayank held my hand during seven vows - i felt my trust on mayank going stronger , he didnt let my hand go evn for once during the vow and neither did my hand went loose ...both our hands were firmly in each others..
i had to leave my family now...i was crying buckets that time...i hugged gunjan as tight i culd '' plz mummy-papa ka khayal rakhna aur aache se padhna''..these were the last words to her ...and she instead of retarting back..hugged me tight and cried more..
i went to my mother ..she was too crying - i hugged her, i didnt want to leave her ..but i had to ..'' aapne naye ghar ko khushiyoon se bhar dena aur meri baatein hamesha yaad rakhna ''..my mom said to me , as she asked me to move on
i moved and stood in front of my dad...my eyes spoke for me '' kya aap mujhe aapne paas nahin rakh sakte ''..i wanted to say this and my dad understood ..a lone tear escaped from his eyes...I hugged him tight ..he, with a heavy heart , placed my other hand in mayank's
''meri beti ka khayl rakhna ...usse koi bhool ho jaye toh usse maaf kardena'' my dad spoke
'' papa..mein usski aankhoon mein aansoon nahin aane dnga'' mayank replied , as firm as he culd ..i looked at mayank and he gestured me to move on with him
he gripped my hand tight while on other hand , my dad loosened the grip..
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Edited by ruchimayur - 16 years ago
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