I Was Made For Someone Else

The Wedding Day

It was a big day for me indeed; rather it was a big day for both of us. He was in his Sherwani and I was in my bridal Lehenga, nicely glamed up. We were getting married on the same day but not to each other. He was gonna hold someone else's hand and I was gonna hold someone else's hand. We both will be spending rest of our lives with our partner but not with each other. Were we forced to get married to someone else? – No, we both did it on our own will. I don't know if he was happy or not, but why won't he be happy anyways! Although, being honest I was happy.

I was all ready and I was sitting alone and taking rest until I was called for the ceremony. I was ok with heavy clothing and jewellery but it isn't obviously the most comfortable clothing. I loved it anyways. I got up and looked at myself in the huge mirror in front of me. I was in love, with myself and the way I was looking. Suddenly, my phone rang. I looked at it and his name flashed on the screen. I skipped a heartbeat and decided to pick up the call. I picked up the call and there was no sound from either side for two seconds. Then, he said "Hello?" to make sure it was not someone else who picked up the call. I was lost for a second and then I replied,

"Why did you call me?"

"Congratulations! You are getting married. It is a big day for you."

"Gosh! You remember! Thank you so much. Congratulations to you too. "

"I do remember. Welcome and Thanks. I see you also remember."

"How won't I remember? Don't you remember anything or what?"

"I do. Can I ask you one thing? Are you really happy?"

"Obviously! I'm very happy. You know right, how excited I've been about my wedding throughout my life; and guess what! I'm getting married today. Anyways, why won't I be happy? Even if I'm not happy, how does it bother you? You are happy, your fiancé who is going to be your wife in a few hours, is happy. What else do you need?"

"Yes, obviously. Still, I felt like talking to you and asking you if you are happy or not."

"Man, you rather don't speak such things anymore to me. They don't suit you; and speaking about your desire to talk to me, what happened to you suddenly that after so many months you called me and to on the day we both are getting married?"

"I'm sorry."

"For what? Don't be sorry anymore. It won't do anything great to me anymore. I don't expect any sympathy from you. It is a big day for both of us. I wish you luck and live a happy life ahead."

"Thank you. I wish you the same. Stay happy"

He disconnected the call. I don't know what happened but it was kind of a relief to talk to him. I never expected to get a call from him today after so many months and hear his voice. I was very pleased with myself to not cry after all this. I was emotionally stronger from before. I knew to deal with this and not to bother these things that much anymore. Maybe, time and love healed me well.

Someone knocked my door and I went ahead to open the door. Finally, I was going down to the Mandap to sit for the rituals. I was ready for it both mentally and emotionally. I knew that I was happy to be with the one I'm getting married to. His name is Keshav.