MANAN- HER SECOND CHOICE ✓

THE MARRIAGE

#noproofreading

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Nandini's pov

A girl can never get exactly what she wants. It is the rule of society. Before sometime i was living in misconception that i am the queen of my parents and i will be living my life with my choice but i was wrong. I was highly wrong....... though i was not ready to accept it but my mumma make me aware of these facts. Girls are burden and no person want to take the burden that's why we should just throw the burden wherever we want.

When girl is 18 just marry her off to any random guy without thinking about her future her further life or anything. Just get rid of her. I was not sad about what mr. Yadav the father of rishi has told me but what hurt me the most was my own mother's behaviour towards me. I was not ready to face all that. She slapped me, make me feel humiliated,so humiliated that i just want to die at that moment. I promise myself that after my marriage I won't tell anything to my parents no matter how they treat me. My mother just want to get rid off the burden so i am just paying the price for whatever she had done for me in my childhood. I won't inform her even if they kill me for dowry or money. It is my life and i have to handle it myself.

My trance broke when the henna artist asked me my husband name because she is supposed to write the first letter of my husband's name in my hand. Since that engagement incident happened, i was behaving kinda robotic, i was performing everything just accordance to my mother and she is happy.

"His name is rishi write 'R' in her mehndi." My mother said from behind and henna artist just pass me a little smile. She just look at my henna amusingly and i wasn't feeling really well.

"Girl.....do you know what is the significance of this ritual." The henna artist asked and i silently nod in no.

"Groom has to search the name in bride's henna and according to the ritual if groom find it then bride has to give him anything he wants." She explained and i closed my eyes shut and a tear slide out from my eyes which i was preventing from a long time.

"No need to write anything in my henna........just make it simple. I don't want to write his name. I am not feeling well please finish it soon." I said and henna artist look at me weirdly as if trying to read my face. She nod in yes and she simply just finished it.

My friends were surrounding me from everywhere but they were also not happy. Even though i have just join the channel just before two months still they became my best friends. My college friends are also there to wish me.

"Hey nandini why are you doing this marriage when you're not happy. Let me just go and talk to aunty. She is a mother she will surely understand you." Niti, one of my colleague said and i hold her wrist in my grip.

"No niti, tonight is my wedding and let me just do this. Please no further argument." I said and she just hug me tightly. She could see my said face but I can't just let anyone know about my mother neither i can see my friends thinking ill about my own mother.

"Nandini you are a flower and your future is so bright. Please think again." Niti said and i smiled and shook my head.

"Everything is happening with my consent. You don't worry niti just enjoy the wedding." I said and went inside my room.

After coming back into my room i look at myself into the mirror and i can still feel the little yellow skin colour of my skin due to the ubtan paste. I look at my wet henna and missing something........................

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Nandini friends were making her ready because it's her wedding.......she was looking very beautiful like a queen but her smile was missing......