Crazy. That's how people describe me, be it strangers or friends and I completely agree with them. After all, which sane person would come to India in search of a boy whom he doesn't know anything about and only has a small photo of? Me, Kabir, apparently. I have grown up with my mother and she has never told me anything about our family, about her home in India, about relatives, but she always used to cry bitterly when seeing this photo - I want to understand this pain of hers. I want to know about my roots. Questions that have been bothering me since childhood, I want the answers to them. But, oh, dear God, how could I have known that my life would change this drastically on my journey? Curse you, Kabira, for having too soft a heart! Otherwise, I would have ignored the ugly heartbreak of Nisha Gangwal- but I can't see anyone crying, especially beautiful girls. And there, my problems started - a trip that had us running from goons and at the end, married. Now, there's the re-marriage for her family.
I do say that it's a joke. I don't take it seriously but... I could have left this whole mess behind, run away simply. I couldn't. Icare too much- for Nisha. For her family. My heart is not ready to leave her - and I have to understand, yet, why that is so.
Nisha Gangwal is no kite that whoever hold her, she belongs to him. I don't let anyone rule my life - it is mine and I have every right to live it according to my own wishes. Maybe that's the reason why I clash many a times with my grandfather.
Only for my family am I ready to compromise because there's nothing more important to me than them. My parents are my support and my strength, my cousins the best friends anyone could wish for- I would take every pain of the world for them but never would I allow them to see my pain or do the same for me. If not for our family, whom do we live for, after all? They accept us as we are. Mine accepts my tomboyish attire, as people call it- I say I am just different than most girls and there's nothing wrong with that.
Before Viraj Singh Rathore, I never expected to fall in love nor to change as I changed; to feel more comfortable with whom I am. And before him, I never knew how painful it was to suffer heartbreak, especially for the first time, or how hard it was to move on. I thought I might never overcome this phase of my life but... how often does happen what we think? Because I have never imagined someone like Kabir to enter my world- Kabir with his stupid jokes. Kabir with his unexpected understanding of me and my feelings. Kabir who has taken it up himself to make me smile and overcome my broken heart.
I don't know what life has planned for us but I believe that, even if our marriage was accidental, there's a deeper meaning behind why it happened. And maybe, I will get the chance to explore that meaning.
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