CAN AN ARRANGE MARRIAGE TURN INTO SOMETHING MORE?
Abhiraj Singh Rajvansh, a 31-year-old, stoic, intimidatingly gorgeous billionaire CEO, unfortunately with a problem with his birth chart.
The only solution: Marriage, to the girl whose chart resemble...
"Haan Mata ji, I am fine with tomorrow. The family is coming today in the evening to see Ishika beti....."
That's all I was able to hear, dadi glared at me so I returned to my room.
I don't know whether I'll get married to someone good or not.
Dadi is too keen on getting me married, as far as I know her she will really not care about how the man will be. For her, the only criterion is a family matching her status.
I have gotten rejected by 5 families till now. The reason being the same old. She's too dark, she has a short height. Moreover 6th family is coming this evening to see me. I am already getting negative vibes.
These things are already making me sad.
*********************** Mom gave me the tray of snacks to carry to the living room.
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Chatters of the guest are audible from the kitchen.
I can feel my heart beating faster.
My hands are literally shaking, carrying the tray to the living area.
I sighed. My senses are screaming, it's not going to end with decent talks.
Anyways I ignored the pessimistic thoughts. It's nothing new for me.
I served the cups to everyone present in the living room. After keeping the tray on the table, I move towards Ria and stand beside her.
Eight people came along with the respected groom to see me.
My eyes welling up seeing them giving me offending expressions.
A man who seems to be the groom's father gets up from his place.
He joins his hand in front of dadi respectfully, " Jayanti Ji we respect you a lot, but we can't accept this proposal." With this, their family gets up.
Grooms mom touches dadi's feet, "Aunty Ji I would be the happiest if a relation could be formed between our families.
But your granddaughter is not a good match for my son. First of all, she is dark, and second, she is short in height. Sorry." With that she leaves, rest of the family following her.
I quickly wipe my tears, I don't want anyone to notice them.
Knowing it was going to happen, doesn't make it hurt less.
People have set quite high standards of beauty and I don't fulfill them.
I quickly look down noticing dadi coming towards me, trying to blink my tears away.
"Didn't I always tell you to do yoga and exercise, didn't Revathi(Ishika's mother) tell you to put things on your face? You have always been a thankless kid, never listened to us." A sob erupts my mouth, dadi is clutching my face too tightly.
