Chapter 1
"Kripa…" when she didn't respond, Ishita shook her gently and said her name a bit louder…
"huh" kripa looked back confused… Looking at Ishita, she wished Ishu had agreed to be her maid of honor… it was a special day for her but because of time constraints Ishita knew she wouldn't be able to do so as she was practicing law and had a hard time to get to the wedding… let alone any of the rehearsals.
Now she slightly looked to her other side and gave an awkward smile to Nisha… her masi's daughter who had volunteered to be her maid of honor… With those sparkling blue eyes… light brown hair… a figure that any model would beg for… Nisha looked up at Kripa with that jealousy evident in her eyes… but then who wouldn't be jealous of her… after all she was marrying Prithvi Saxena... the man any girl would drool over…. So what if Nisha wasn't as smart and intelligent as Kripa… she the kind of girl any guy would get attracted and she could woo any man… Kripa thought… any man…
Now standing at the doorway of the church…she realized this was it.. her father was walking towards her with a smile that she might not be able to ever forget.. the smile that reached his eyes and spoke volumes… She looked back at Ishita who had concern written all over her face and before her father could approach her… Ishita stood in front of Kripa and whispered… "whats wrong.. and make it fast before uncle gets here"… she asked looking around frantically… but as Kripa looked over her shoulder.. she knew she couldn't do this now….Not when so many expectations and hopes were bound with her…
Taking a deep breath, Kripa smiled… "nothing Ishita, I guess am just nervous.. maybe coz it's the first time am getting married…" she laughed nervously but knew Ishita wasn't convinced but before any more interrogating could go on, her father had reached her…
Gently taking her face in his hands, he kissed her forehead slowly and gave her a hug .. a hug… the same one when she had graduated back in grade 12… the one that she got when she had graduated as an architect last year… she swallowed back her tears… she had to do this… if not for herself then at least for her parents… they had made so many sacrifices to see this day… so what if she made one in her life for them? So what if she gave up her happiness to see them happy forever… and who knows… within sometime.. she would probably be able to forget everything and move on… after all prithvi loved her and so did she…didn't she? It wasn't exactly arranged but her parents had loved prithvi the first time they had seen him…. They had seen in him all the qualities a man needed to keep a woman happy... had they?
Moving back slightly, she looked up at her father with tears shinning in her eyes.. but she wouldn't let them fall… because if they started.. there might be no stopping to it…
"Nahi Kripa… rote nahi… " he whispered brushing her tears away… "chalo.." Slowly he walked down the aisle, looping her arm around his…
Her life had became a bundle of questions within the last 12 hours… not even 12… lesser than that… Her head completely bent… she stared at the floor… she felt suffocated… everything felt to be spinning… she slightly picked her head up in order to keep herself from fainting…
She took a few deep breathes thinking they might help… this was it… there was nothing that could be done right now… she had reached this point and now she didn't know if she should blame herself, Prithvi or her destiny… maybe all 3 of them…
When she came to a halt.. she realized that she was standing infront of him.. the love of her life … the man she had wanted to spend her life with… wanted… all of a sudden she wished she wasn't even standing here… but there was no backing out… so taking a deep breath she looked up at him… His grey eyes pierced through hers…
Looking so extremely handsome in that black tuxedo.. she felt at a loss of words… absently her hands clasped together and she toyed with her engagement ring… He felt her nervousness… her hesitation… but didn't pay too much mind to it… after all they loved each other…and that was a fact…
Prithvi Saxena… the hottest hunk of Verona, Ontario. He belonged to a rich family… but was a man that knew nothing about his real parents. He had been adopted by one of the most successful businessman of Delhi… they had moved to Canada right after his adoption in order to prevent their son from finding out the truth, but he still did…
He had got always what he wanted… and the first time he had seen Kripa, walking around cluelessly in that floral shop around the block.. he didn't know what to say or think… think… there was no way he could have don't that.. because his brain has frozen just at the sight of the girl who had walked in like a fresh breeze of wind.. dressed in a plain white pajami suit with her hair still wet… she looked breathtaking… and at that moment… he knew he wanted her more than anything… call it love at first sight, infatuation, lust or whatever… he didn't know but he wanted to know this girl and slowly after following her around he had found out her name… learned more about her and when he was ready.. with the help of his friends… he had started talking to her.. normal talks and finally after 8 months he had asked her out and talked to his parents…. 8 months… he had never spent that much time to get something in his life… but this wasn't just something… it was Kripa Kapoor…
After talking to her and knowing her better… she wasn't what he had thought she was… he had expected her to be a quiet, shy girl who wouldn't probably talk without the word "ji"… who would always keep her perspectives to herself if it didn't please the person infront of her… but with him he had seen a different side to her…strong willed… very to-the-point who didn't like to beat around the bush…someone who wouldn't take any crap.. but in the end he had won over her… might have taken more time that he had expected but he did. He had finally came to know her… and her weak point… her parents…
Her parents had agreed to Prithvi's parents proposal because they knew their daughter wouldn't be any more happy than spending her life with Prithvi… who loved her… cherished her… cared for her.. and above all could provide her with every comfort of life… They had seen their daughter liven up when she was with or around him… The daughter who had almost stopped talking to everybody and didn't care about anything more than her books… had started living for herself and others…
As he stood looking at her… standing infront of him in that ever so gorgeous dress… his heart jumped… he got wat he finally wanted. Turning his head a little, he looked the priest signaling him to start the vows… he couldn't risk standing here anymore… he had to make her his… at any cost… she loved him and before that fact could change… the priest started…
"… gathered in the sight of God"….. "by the presence of Lord…" she only heard a few lines… she wanted this to be over as soon as it could be… but as the priest asked the next question… "do you Prithvi Saxena take Kripa Kapoor to be your wife? Do you promise to love, honor, cherish, commit and protect her and be with honest with her forsaking all other and holding onto him until death alone shall part you?
Her breathing almost stopped for a second… " I do" he smiled and looked at Kripa.. Two words and she would be his with all these people as witnesses… God as their witness… but as she heard the question being asked to her… she knew she couldn't commit herself to him and the next thing she did was nothing anybody had expected from her and never had expected to see at a marriage that was so grandly arranged…. And she knew what the headlines of tomorrow's newspaper will be..
Now what she did I guess I will mention in the next part… I know I dragged this part a little too much with the whole wedding… but for the next ones I will try to keep it more to the point… and not to bore anyone… but I guess I will post the next one if I feel like enough people are reading… so don't forget to comment 😊
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