BEWITCHED

Chapter 7th

It was like a month passed in a blink of eye.

We haven't talked to each other since our date, I think he was too busy to call me. And I was too shy to ask for his number. This made me think if he even have my number.

He can ask for it though, I talked to Dhriti on daily basis, sometimes to aunty and Dadi also joined her.

I guess the males were too busy to talk.

A months ago I was having my normal life with new blinds dates each week.
Here I'm now sitting in front of a mirror looking myself as beautician was setting my hair.

Ahuja's were already here, doing the rituals that needed to be done before marriage.

There was a knock on the door, dadu entered looking at me up and down with tears filled eyes.
His wrinkled face was glowing, like he was the happiest man alive.

"I should've asked for one more month, don't you think bacche?"

I was controlling my tears knowing very well that if I will cry he also won't be able to control himself.
We needed to be strong for each other.

"Chal, baitha hai tera hone waala pati."
He help me stand up as my jodaa was way too heavy for me.

*I can't describe it so I've put a picture in the last.*

We move towards the wedding hall, heading straight to mandap.
I peeked through my lashes to take a look at him, my breath get stucked to the in my throat.

There he was standing in a cream sherwani, looking handsome than ever.
I didn't wanted to get caught so I turned my gaze down, slowly going closer to him.

I would've never imagined getting married this fast, in a few hours my last name will be changed, in a few hours I will have a new home, surrounded with a new family. I would be sharing my problems, my difficulties with him.
I would be sharing my happiest and saddest moments with him.
I was like I was getting a whole new life, in name of Daksh.

My thoughts came to a end when a hand came touching my forehead sliding the mangtika aside. He filled my hair partition with vermilion, a little falling down to my nose.
I eyes instantly shut, savoring every moment of it. His sandalwood smell filling my sense. When my eyes open he was staring at me with a lot of emotions in his eyes.
His fingers came closer to my neck tying the nuptial chain around my neck.

My hand reached to touch it. It reached till my collarbone, was braided in gold with black beads, four small diamonds was engraved on it making a small flower.
Without even seeing it, I knew it was beautiful.

When he was done tying it round my neck, he brushed his lips slowly on my cheeks giving me goosebumps down my spine.

We did pheras around the holy fire, as the priest's declared us couple.
We took blessings of our elders.

It was time for vidaai now. During the whole marriage rituals I didn't see dadu, I knew he was somewhere alone pouring his heart out.
When we reached the car, dadu was standing beside Mr. Ahuja, talking to him whislte holding his hands.

When we reached him, he evolved me in a tight bear hug, patting my hair.
I've told myself that I wouldn't be crying, but seeing his red, puffy eyes I wasn't able to control myself.

Breaking the hug, he turned towards Daksh, giving him my hand.

"Just take care of her. I'm giving you my life."

Big fat tears were rolling down my cheeks, sobs broke freely through my throat.

Daksh made me sit in the car, closing the door he went towards his seat.
The car moved, I looked through the window, dadu and Laxmi aunty bidding me goodbyes with tears in eyes.