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Guys, I am back with a new story and obviously with a different plot. I hope you like it. I am posting the prologue today itself. Do enjoy reading.
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PROLOGUE
Ishita and Raman were sitting in the mandap as bride and groom while the priest was chanting the holy mantras. The Iyers and Bhallas were contented too see IshRa getting married. Ishita was dressed up in a mahroon kanjeevaram saree and the heavy jewelleries were adding beauty to her. Her beautiful face was covered with a veil and she was having mixed feelings regarding this marriage. She was happy, excited and nervous at the same time realizing about the change that was supposed to come in her life today.
Everyone was there happy except one soul and that was the groom, Raman. He was dressed up in royal blue coloured sherwani. He was looking handsome enough but his face was pale as if all the happiness from his life were drained and he was sitting on the mandap unwillingly. He extremely wanted to break off this marriage but he could not do this as he had no other option except to marry Ishita.
Soon, the priest commanded Raman to put sindoor in bride's partition and make her wear mangalsutra. He obeyed him and followed his command. Vandita, Ishita's sister removed her veil and Raman made her wear mangalsutra and filled her partition without even glancing her whereas Ishita was happy and having goosebumps through his touches.
After having the marriage ritual done, the priest declared them as a wedded couple and listening this, IshRa stood to take the blessings of their elders.
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"Bhai, go and have the most romantic night ever." Simmi teasingly winked his elder brother Raman and almost pushed him in to his room.
Raman entered the room with anger fuming in his veins and bolted the door angrily. Listening the steps, Ishita became more nervous. Raman saw her sitting on the centre of the bed covered with veil. He expressionlessly made his way towars the washroom and came out wearing his casual.
He stepped towards the bed. Hearing his footsteps, Ishita shivered inside. He came and took the pillow and duvet to settle down on the couch.
Ishita was confused to see his activity going on. Before she could respond, Raman said in a calm voice- You can sleep on the bed while I am going on the couch. Good night, you must be tired.
Saying so, he went to the couch and slept there turning his back.
Ishita slowly removed her veil and saw him sleeping separately. All this made her confused and thousands of questions were running in her mind but however she had to pacify her heart and mind, so she thought something and slept on the bed in the bridal attire calming her mind.
On the other side, a lone tear escaped from Raman eyes and he too went into a deep slumber.
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How's it?
Guys, I hope you found it interesting upto your expectations. I could only write until here as it's enough to tease my lovely readers. If you want the first update, then I think 100+ likes are enough for me to continue it otherwise I will back off with it. Yeah..I am being greedy but you know nothing seems impossible for a writer if they have loyal and cute readers like you.
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Insha🤗.
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