Rabba Mere Kya Hai Teri Marzi
Prologue
Khushi……
She felt like laughing at her name…
There is nothing like "Khushi" left in her life now.
The floor was extremely cold as she sat at the edge looking
at the crowd of devotees gathered around the temple. A cold wind whipped
through her open hair making her cover her face with her dupatta. The crimson
theekha adorned her forehead that Pandit ji had showered on her.
She looked at the idol of her Devi Maiyya who smiled at
everyone. People had started leaving after the aarti. But she was oblivious to
the happenings around her.
She tried everything to alleviate the grief clouded inside
her heart but failed miserably. She sat like a stone next to the idol. The only
thing made her look real was her long dark hair that flew with the wind
caressing her cheeks.
Her eyes were a shade of brown with long lashes that every
girl on her town envied.
She was the epitome of beauty, her girl friends used to
admit proudly. She clutched onto the photograph which her mother had shoved
into her hands after the groom's family had left, fixing the marriage.
She had no choice other than agreeing for the marriage. All
her dreams and trust got shattered when she saw Shyam marrying another girl
infront of her. His eyes were only on her wealth and the benefits he would be
getting after he marries her.
Her father had already guessed his intentions somehow and
denied to give any sort of dowry to him if he marries Khushi.
Shyam had ditched her just there, infront of her own family
that he can't marry a girl who had no wealth.
She had no idea that people can be so selfish and mean. She
had loved him with her whole heart not caring about his status nor his bank
balance.
Its been 2weeks since Shyam had left for US, after tying
knots with Sangeeta, who was a software engineer at Oracle.
And here she was mourning for the man who never cared for
her. her heart bled and she almost tore the photograph into million pieces. She
did not cared how the groom looked, only thing she had in her mind was
survival. Surviving this marriage for her parent's sake. If that's what they
wants her to do for the rest of her life. she will agree with them.
The family seemed very loving and caring by their gestures.
She had thought of never ever tying knots with anyone, but her mother's
insistence made her change the decision and as far as she knew Payal her
younger sister was getting so many marriage proposals from respectable
families.
She never wanted to be an obstacle in her little sister's
life, so she agreed with her parents. Well its not their fault that she faced
all this, right?! It was always she who made wrong decisions and trusted the
wrong person, blinded by the love he showered on her from the first day of her
college.
She had thought that those days were the golden days of her
life, but now after knowing every hidden agendas of Shyam and his so called
love, she realized that it were the worst days of her life. how foolish she was
to trust that liar?
Khushi covered her face in her palms not even able to cry
at herself. Tears were long gone, leaving a horrendous pang in her chest.
It was getting dark and Khushi was aware of Pandit ji
closing the small gates of the Mandir one by one. She stood up instantly moving
away a few loose tendrils behind her ear and walked outside the temple.
Her phone beeped non-stop. It was her Dad. She pressed the
answering button and pressed the same onto her ears.
"Yes Dad… I am fine…just coming back.."
"I was so worried..do you want me to send Ramesh with the
car..?" Sasi asked concerned while Khushi sighed sadly.
"No Dad…I think I will just walk….and Dad… I am sorry for
the afternoon…I would not have said that… please forgive me and I am ready for
the marriage…" She said with a breaking voice and heard Sasi's ragged breathing
from the otherside.
"Khushi…I don't want to force you into this relation… we
can wait.." He said understanding his daughter while Khushi was already at the
front door.
"I am ready Dad..and I don't want to wait anymore…"
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