Hola forumwasis. I'm on hibernation because too much BS in the show, but could not got this idea from my mind, because I want a happy Tejo. and since makers are whoring out Tejo's pain for TRPs, I write a little thing. Hope y'all like it. Leave a review about how it was.
Happy Beginnings
“You’re all done. I think you need some time.” The makeup artist squeezed her shoulders and went out.
She looked up at her reflection in the mirror. She shivered as she saw herself… this is not how she had imagined herself as a bride, ever. White was considered unlucky in India, and today she was wearing it. Was this supposed to be another omen?
“Lol Tejo you’re wearing red at your two weddings; how did that turn out for you?” A voice answered her sarcastically.
She took a deep breath and wondered whether she should just run away. Maybe she was making a mistake? Maybe things will not work out this time too… maybe living lonely is written in her stars and she should just accept it? Who knows what will happen…She had never thought Jass would turn out to be a fraud…but he did, and so much worse.
And Fateh... he’s the worst. He had to touch her heart, caress it, promise that he’ll always protect it, and then one day… rip it out and laugh at her face.
What if something like this happened again?
“So…are you planning to do a jasmine?” that annoying voice bothered her again, and before she could answer, she heard a knock on the door.
“What are you planning to do a Jasmine?” the intruder asked.
Despite everything, she chuckled. He was her souldad, if there’s such a thing.
“Papa… it’sjust… I’m…uhh…’’ She couldn’t say anything. She felt choked up.
Khushveer Singh took a deep breath. Despite the fact that it’s been five years, he’d never feel completely okay about what happened. He’d always pondered, what was it he could have done different. How was it that Fateh Singh Virk his son? He could never look him in the eyes since the day he broke Tejo’s heart. Forget about forgiving Fateh, he hadn’t even forgiven himself.
“Tejo…bachhaa…” he went up to her and held her face in his hands. He pressed a kiss on her head as Tejo hugged him, her safe haven who hadn’t betrayed her, stood by her and acted more of a father than her own father.
“I’m scared…papa…”Tejo said in a small voice.
“And it’s not surprising. People get nervous on their weddings. And your wounds have healed, but scars are still there. They will always be there… You are a smart one Tejo. Tejo, everyone has their own regrets. And even if you want to know why this time it’s gonna be different, then look around, Ryan is your choice.This is happening because you want it. Last two times, you’re forced in those relationships. This time, you picked him. He’s your choice, and I have complete faith in that.” Khushveer wiped the tears from her eyes.
Tejo took a deep breath and smiled. She could not let her past cloud her judgment, not when she was finally surrounded by people who cared for her.
Finally, as KSV walked down her the isle, and Tejo looked at Ryan, all her doubts vanished.She looked at his face, in his grey blue eyes which had the depth of ocean, as she remembered all the times she was lost in them, almost mesmerized how his pupils dilated whenever they were together. Yep, she loved him with every atom of her being. She looked at Mahi,who was there for her big day. Then she looked at her Papa, who’s her rock. Who had promised to be on her side always. Tejo smiled, it wasn’t happy ending. It was her happy beginning.
And please imagine that Tejo is wearing this (because I'm also mad at makers for giving someone so gorgeous such ugly dresses)