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What? I had to spend this week learning stuff. This was not happening. I am in denial. I was asked to take one week off so I could learn stuff at home? This is ridiculous.

"You are under Palak and Maya's supervision so you have to listen to everything they say." With that she turned around to leave. Now I know, I am in no K-show, with secret rooms and all, but I am sure, my mother-in-law is from one of those shows, for sure. The way she orders everyone around, and I swear I even saw her give an evil smirk as she turned around to leave the room.

I stared at the two secretaries, Maya and Palak; they both looked like they were ready to eat me alive. Trust me this time I was not overreacting! I wanted to get out of there as soon as possible, but I knew that would not be possible, all I could do was listen and do whatever these two ladies wanted me to.

For the last two days, I had been brought to this room, early in the morning before Shaurya awoke and sent back late at night, after Shaurya had gone to sleep. I had learnt how to tie and wear, and walk in a sari, which is harder than many believe. I had been marched up and down in high heels, with heavy books on top of my head, while trying not to trip on my sari. The first half of the day was spent perfecting my walk and the second half was spent, reading up on various subjects starting from history and ending with geography. The studying part I did not mind as much, because I was expected to just sit there and read, which, I hardly ever did and most of the time just got lost in my thoughts. Day-dreaming about food. Yes, that is right, I was being given very little to eat, apparently I needed to lose a few pounds, which I totally was against; however, I was not given the right to speak.

In the last two days, when I had returned to a dark room, with Shaurya already fast asleep, I had been very disappointed. I wanted to talk to him, and tell him what I was being put through so he could put an end to it. But the evil mother in law, had it well planned, for all I knew she was slipping sleeping tablets into his milk, so he would be off to bed before I got there, the only problem, Shaurya didn't drink milk before sleeping. But then again that is just a minor detail. She was evil and I was convinced. This morning as I am getting ready I am purposely making as much sound as I can, hoping maybe it will wake Shaurya. Of course, he sleeps like a horse and not even an earthquake can shake him up. Frustrated I leave for my training.

Today I have to learn how to eat. Like I don't know how to eat. It is simple, you pick up the food with your spoon and it goes in your mouth. Apparently there is a special, fork, spoon, knife for different types of dishes! After my routine marching, I am given a couple minutes off, so Palak and Maya can get the table set up. I go and stand by the window. Oh my goodness, it is Shaurya! I see Shaurya walking in the garden with Karan. This is great, my chance to talk to him. I think of yelling his name, but then Maya and Palak will come to know. I have to do something else. I pick up one of the magazines and quietly rip out a piece of paper, and make little paper balls. One by one, I launch the paper balls towards my target Shaurya, however, I am not so lucky and the balls are not making it. I make one last attempt, and success, except it hits Karan, not Shaurya. Being hit Karan turns and finds me standing by the window, frantically waving at him. He smiles at me and waves back. Noticing, Karan wave, Shaurya too looks at me too. Excitedly I wave at him. He does not smile back.

Before I know it, Maya and Palak have noticed, and dragged me away from the window, shutting it. I am made to sit on the chair, and they both start their instructions of what fork and spoon to use and when. I really don't like these two. They are so annoying; I curse them under my breath.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

My heart races. It is Shaurya. Shaurya's come to rescue me. I jump out of my chair to go and open the door. But Palak places her hand on my shoulder making me sit back down. I look at her with pleading eyes, but she ignores me and signals Maya to go and open the door. Okay, it doesn't matter who answers the door, as long it is answered.

It is not Shaurya, much to my disappointment. It is Karan. As he enters I can't help but smile, but I still hope Shaurya is behind him. But he isn't.

"Hey Diya. How is the training to be good daughter in law going?"

"What? You know?"

"Yah, everyone in the house knows."

"Everyone?" And by everyone, I obviously mean, does Shaurya know as well. But of course I am not going to say Shaurya outright, because I don't want him to think that I care for him, because I don't! If he doesn't even come up to say hi, then why should I care if he knows or not.

"Yah, everyone. So what are you learning today?"

I look at Maya and then at Palak, unsure of what to answer. I know, every night they report of my progress to my mother in law, and there is no way I want to be in her bad books, that is if I am not already.

"Can you both give us a few minutes please" Karan orders, understanding my apprehension. As both of them exit, I relax, jump up from my chair and run towards Karan.

"Thank goodness, they were really grilling me!" Karan laughs, hearing me whine. What is there to laugh? Here I am being tortured, and he is laughing. Maybe he doesn't understand what all I have to do. "No, really. I mean look at these forks and knives they seem more like fighting tools then eating." Picking up a knife and passing one to Karan, I pose, as though ready for a sword fight. I am excited to be in the company of a friendly person. Karan takes the cue and we both started wrestling with our knives. First time, since the time I came to the mansion, I am having fun. Karan and I can't stop laughing now.

Then the door opens. It is Shaurya.

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PART.10

Yelping but nothing is helping ...

Karan and I froze, my hand left hanging in the air. He came to rescue me. I couldn't help but grin from ear to ear to find Shaurya standing at the door. Once again, he did not smile back, just looked at Karan, then me, and then my hand that held the knife. I quickly lowered my arm, giving a nervous laugh.

"Karan if you don't mind, could I have a moment alone with my Wife?" While it was a question Shaurya had asked, it had sounded more like an order, just like his mother. Karan did not speak and simply left the room, after wishing me luck for the next coming days. My smile disappeared; it was very rude of Shaurya to talk to Karan that way. Looking at him made me both angry, for the way he spoke to Karan and made me happy, that he had finally come to see me. I watched as he walked past me and went and stood by the window. There was a packet in his hand. What could it be? Now if I was in a K-show, what would the packet be? Let's see, two things are coming to mind, a video tape from twenty years ago, or highly incriminating pictures used for blackmailing. I know what you are thinking, I had promised to stop watching and thinking like K-soaps, but what can I do? I am helpless. So it can't be the video tape, because twenty years ago, I was just born, nothing else special. It has to be pictures, but what pictures?

"How is your training going?" Shaurya voice interrupted my thoughts.

"Huh? ' Oh training, yah, it's going." Okay it is now or never. "Shaurya! Why do I have to do this training?"

"What?" Shaurya turned to look right at me, making me forget my question.

"Umm ' Err '"

"Diya, there are going to be a lot of important people at the reception and then even after that, you will continue to meet big and influential people and we just want you to present yourself in the best way possible."

We? Did he just say we! Oh my goodness, I don't believe he is involved with all this. At first I thought he was just knew about it, but now it turns out he is part of it too. I feel like I can't breathe.

"Are you okay Diya?"

I look up at Shaurya in a daze. A little while later I nod. "Shaurya."

"Yah?"

"What is in that bag?"

"Oh this?" Shaurya brings up the bag, as I ready myself for another shocker. What could be worse now, than finding out that the one you hoped would rescue you was the one who put in the situation in the first place. "Chocolates."

"Chocolates?" Oh my goodness did I actually hear chocolates? So what if he is part of the enemy group of my mother is in law, Maya, and Palak, he brought me chocolates. I forgive him. My smile returns on my face and once again I am grinning from ear to ear.

"They are not for you."

"What?" There goes my smile again.

"They are for Palak and Maya who have to train you!"

Can you believe what he just said? They both deserve chocolates and I don't! You really won't blame me now, if I picked up a plate and threw it at him, would you? That is so mean, to bring chocolates and that to for those two wretched witches.

Shaurya stands close to me and smiles at me. What, does he finds my sullen face amusing or something. "Diya?"

"What?" I say, in the most annoyed and angry tone I know.

"You want the chocolates?"

"No, I hate chocolates. Palak and Maya need the chocolates, maybe eating something sweet; will make them a little sweeter."

Shaurya continues to smile. Okay, seriously. What is so funny?

Before anything else is said, the door flies open and enters my mother in law, followed by her two little snitches. Yes, I have a lot of nick names for Maya and Palak, what do you think I do when I am asked to read in silence, actually read, never.

"Shaurya, Diya needs to concentrate. She has a lot more to do."

Shaurya says nothing in return, and placing the chocolates in my hand, leaves. With a heavy heart I place the chocolates on the table; I would never eat something that wasn't brought for me, no matter how much I wanted to, it's about my principals. A man/woman is nothing without his/her principals. Wow, what a thought, now how is that for an intellectual conversation. No need to read all those books. I just have a natural talent for intelligent talk. The door slams shut, bringing me back to reality. Once again I am alone with Palak and Maya, who are gorging on the chocolates.

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The last two days of my time in that room, are spent the same way as the first two, miserably. But I am on my last hour of the last day now. However, I am not excited as you would expect me to be. They have succeeded and broken my spirit. Right now I all I want is a bed, so I can sleep. No longer do I wish to feast on a big meal or cozy up on the couch to a good K-drama. There is an oxymoron, good K-drama, as if there is such a thing. But right now, I don't even feel like indulging or expanding on my thoughts. Can you believe it; I don't feel like expanding on my thoughts? If that is not a twist in this tale I don't know what is. Like I said, they have won.

I am let out early, it being my last day and like I a zombie I march to Shaurya's room, my room. Shaurya is awake, surprisingly, but I don't care. He is sitting on his couch and watching TV. He watches me as I come in and quietly go and lay on the bed.

"Wow, you are out early."

Silence.

"So the reception is tomorrow."

Silence.

"You know what you are going to wear?"

Silence.

"Okay ' why don't you check the cupboard?"

To check or not, is the question. Now they had broken my spirit but not my curiousity. I got off the bed and looked inside the cupboard. And there it was the most beautiful sari, I have ever seen. It was black which was the colour of the season, and had the most amazing silver embroidery all over the border. I took it out and placed it on the bed, and looking at it, I have to admit, got me a little excited for the party.

Switching off the TV, Shaurya walked over to the bed. "Do you like it?"

I looked up at Shaurya, suspiciously, was he trying to bribe me? Because it was working. "It is beautiful."

"Would you like to show it to your family?"

"My family!" Saying those words, and thinking of my family made me realize how much I missed them all. A lump started to grow in my throat, and I could no longer speak.

"There is car outside with a driver; you can spend the night at your house today."

Okay I couldn't help it; I jumped up and hugged Shaurya. I smiled at him, thanked him a million times, and then picking up the sari, ran out. I was back.

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