Prologue

"Arrey jaldi karo yeh flowers yaha lagao", someone said from downstairs, shouting at the workers.

(Do fast, put these flowers here)

That was no one other than my mom.

Mom was hurrying up because aaj aa rhe hain mere rishte wale ! Don't want ki meri shaadi abhi ho jaye (I don't want to get married eagerly). Because this heart belongs to someone which I don't even know where he is ....!

It's been seven years I haven't seen my beloved person. No connection, no talks even nothing.

Jo shaqas mera sukoon tha, aaj mujhse duur hain, Woh aadat tha meri, meri duniya tha, lekin aakhir mein sab chhin liya gya mujhse!

(The person who was my peace, Today he is far away from me, He was my habit, he was my world but in the end everything is snatched away from me).

With a heavy heart I stepped out of my room and went downstairs.

"Arrey tum uth gayi, jao ready ho jao !", mom said to me, caressing my cheek and I nodded. (You're awake, go and get ready).

"Why didn't you asked for his name ?", she said with a pure calm in her face.

"Kya fayeda aaj tou aa hi rhe h woh", i replied and she smiled. No gonna lie I see my world in her smile. (What a benefit, they are coming today naa).

Then I went to my room, I was about to open the door of my room but then someone interrupted.

"Abhi bhi waqt hain ishu mom ko sab bta do", I turned and saw him. (There is still time, ishu, tell everything to mom).

I can't bhai mujhse nhin hoga", I replied while my gaze was fixed down.

"You still love him, Kyun apne aap ko aur dard de rahi ho ? (Why are you giving yourself more pain?)", he said while holding my chin.

"Dard nahin apne aap ko ek nayi jindagi de rahi hun (I am not giving myself pain, I am giving a new life to me)", I replied with the shattered heart.

"Ab jaaun nahin to mumma datengi (let me go otherwise mom will scold both of us)", I said and he nodded.

After 7 years I stepped back to the same country which I left years ago. To be honest nothing has changed that much! I was standing at the airport with my luggage and then my dad came along with the my sister.

"Good morning dad", I said while touching his feet.

"Forever stay happy and keep growing", he said while hugging me.

"Bhai....", A sweet voice came from far, she and towards me and leaned in with the hug.

"I missed you a lot Trisha", I crossed my arms across her.

"I missed you too", she said with a bright smile on her face.

"Abhi Ghar chale ya sari baatein yahin karni hai ? (Should we go home now or do we have to do everything here?)", dad said and we both chuckled, then we went to home.

All the rituals were done and now I am sitting with my sukoon (peace).

"You need to get ready, aaj jana hain hume tumhare liye ladki dekhne (You need to get ready, today we have to fix your marriage)", mom said while caressing my hair as my head was on her lap. I nodded.

I get up and went to my room to get ready.

"Bhai aapne aaj tak use ladki ki photo bhi nahin dekhi, phir aap sab kyun nahin bata dete mom ko ? (Bhai.... You haven't seen her not even the photo, then why don't you tell everything to mom ?)", she said to me, I was adjusting my coat.

"Don't worry I don't want to get married", I said with pure hate in my eyes.

"Kyun aap aaj bhi apne Mohabbat nahin bhul paye ? (Why have you not forgotten your love even today?)", she said while crossing her arms near her chest.

This statement of her makes my heart slip for moment! I don't want to recall my past but that's true that because of my past I can't love anyone else now.

"Itna guroor hain aapko apne pyaar par ! Jo duur jaake bhi wapis aayega? (Are you so proud of your love that it will come back even if it goes far away ?)",again she asked me a question.

"Tum guroor ki baat karte hoo ? Mere bina kuch kahe meri aankhein padh leti thi woh.... (You talk about pride, she could read my eyes without saying anything ....)", I said and this time I was recalling my moments again with the moist in my eyes.

"Bhai...", she said, in the next second I left my room while wiping my tears off.

"Well, All the preparations were done on time", my mom said to my dad and he nodded.

I was in the kitchen with bhai as my heartbeat was increasing including every second.

It feels like someone is going to come, it feels like someone had answered my prayer, it was an strange type of feeling arose in my heart and now I couldn't stop my self to think about that one person.

"Here they come", dad said and now I hid my self behind my big muscular brother.

"Why are you scared afterall the choice is yours", he said and I came in front of him.

Servants served them glasses of water and then tea with some snacks.

After almost an hour mom came into the kitchen and took me with her.

"I'm nervous", I said in my one breath and she looked at me.

"Don't worry we will not force you, of you didn't like him then just say no !", she said while caressing me cheek.

"Waise meri beti aaj bhot khubsurat lag rahi hain (By the way, my daughter is looking very beautiful today )", shr said while putting kala teeka (kohl) behind my ear. I smiled at her this ritual and went with her.

"Uncle and aunty but why they are here ?", I muttered and greet them selves and so did they.

Suddenly my eyes caught the same figure that was busy on talking with the phone. He turned and our eyes met, my mind stopped working.

Neatly combed hair that used to be messy, wearing a suit that used to prefer formal wear. Beared has grown and eyes 'aaj bhi siyahi se rang wali aur gehri ! (And the eyes are still like inky and deep !)'.

He was the same person which I wish in my prayers. Lekin is tarah se meri duaon ka jawab mile yeh nahin socha tha maine ! ( But I never thought my prayers would be answered like this ).

He was not moving at all not he was lowering his gaze as he usually used to do.

But the truth is if I know ki yeh mera haath mangne aaye hain tou shayad Mera jawab HAAN hota....!

(If I had known that he had come to ask for my hand, perhaps my answer would have been YES...!).

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Yours, author riitu 🎀

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