Well guys...Now that my exam are over ad since I should brush up my writing style again, I don't think I can entertain you with this type of writing...In fact I myself feel this thing as very boring...So now on, I'm planning the rest of the story as either Sid's or Roli's P.O.V...Hope you are all okay with it...
CHAPTER 18
SIDDHANT'S P.O.V
And my mom said one of the worst ideas she had ever got in her head. She's getting such crazy ideas lately and believe me, they are worse than daggers. Going on a bike with a girl else than Raksha, Nia and Jhanvi; three of them my sisters or equally related, is much a menace. And it's riskier when the girl at backseat is Roli. Right now she's glaring at me as if I have stolen some precious resource of hers. The rest of the story is quite obvious. We had had a good debate with my Mom regarding the matter and know what, as always it's my mom who won. Roli sat behind me on my latest model bike. My soul was screaming inside. She was all angry; why does she look like a tomato when she's angry? I don't know!!!! My mom waved at us and we left. Roli was like in a monster mood. The latest fear that has caught me is that there are possibilities for her to out her shawl around my neck and chock me to death. She loves me that much right!!!! Well she wasn't intending to do that it seems. May be she got to plan it with the devils... As of now, every minute she was warning me to drive slowly and not to make any chances for her to fall on me. What on earth is she thinking? I don't understand...Has she banged her head somewhere and is she in a misapprehension that she's Aiswarya Rai? Well...telling of beauty, she's not that less...She's beautiful indeed. Her loose curls that dances over her face, her monobrow and eyes and besides all that that tempting lips... Oh god...this girl had started to make me crazy. Well... as of now, I'm not intending to be crazy, not in a single way. I don't want to have any such relationship with her. I wish I could correct all misconceptions and get her back to her home; to her parents. We both together in room is nothing less than putting two fierce lions together. But the worst and best part is...I personally enjoy this cracking that occurs when we meet...it's way too spicy...
Well...We have reached the college and though I'm trying my best to not make my face reflect my feelings, I think Roli can sense it. Of course, I have seen her turning pale. I parked the bike in its usual place. Seems that we are attention centers today too. It might occur to a common college guy that "Areyy yaar...this guy and girl is a persistent nagging presence...attention seekers..." Well...it's not that we love to be watched. But it seems that others are very fond of watching us. Roli got down the bike and walked away angrily. I could see the devil gang sighing in anxiety, tension or whatever emotions seeing Roli with me. Well...I loved this expression on their faces. But the fact that my friends are equally shocked made me aware of the need to explain things to them. Of course, they would have sensed something seeing Roli's vermillion and mangalsutra. Ma was strict about the symbols of the so called marriage and so Roli was compelled to keep them. I walked to my friends slowly. All other eyes on me and some on Roli who had already reached the other block. As I reached my friends, Nia asked almost like a detective "What's with you and her together? And what's that red thing in her hairline?" I could understand this was deliberate words. Words after knowing that Roli and me are married. "Me and Roli are married..." said me. This definitely shocked all my other friends as well as the beholders. "Siddhant...Married???" asked Dhyaan. "I will tell you..." I said as I took them away and explained things. They were shocked and moreover angry that I didn't call them for such an important occasion in my life. But I explained them that this is nothing to be celebrated, instead this silly marriage is gettingon my nerves. But Raksha said that me and Roli, we would get on terms now as we have to spend a whole life together. But I'm not in to this, last one day with her itself is a misery. Now this whole life, that was something unimaginable. When I said it, Raksha smiled looking at infinity. Philosophical girl...that's all I can say.
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