Wedding means happy moments, glittering lights and people dressed in expensive cloths and good drinks. At the current moment the wedding hall of the Singh mansion was something like that. The only daughter of the Kaishav Singh was getting married today. The top billionaire of the country. It said he never lacks anything, reputation, business, money, family everything. It was a month ago he announced the wedding of his only daughter Nandini Singh, the rich spoilt brat. The whole placed was gathered by the top businessman and partners of Kaishav. They are waiting for ceremony to start.
"This wedding is fantastic. I told you you will be able to meet many gorgeous ladies here" Ayush joked looking at his friend whom seemed to have no interest in the ceremony. "Come on Manik, don't put such a cold look here. Do you want to scare the other ladies?" He rolled his eyes.
"It was a mistake to come here" Manik sighed, "if dad was not busy with his American project, I wouldn't be here"
"But you are here now, I guess your destiny calling you" Ayush laughed. Manik rolled his eyes and didn't bother to comment.
"Why don't you try to mingle with the girls in hete? You need a woman in your life. Look there are many girls peeking at you secretly" Ayush smirked.
"If you want you can just go and have fun. Don't bother to drag me along" Manik hissed.
"Buddy, do you wished to die alone? You are already 30 yet you don't even bang a girl" Ayush rolled his eyes. "before coming here aunty even told me to help you find a girl to date. See your parents are too desperate while their son is ignorant. Just what kind of girl you want?"
"You don't have to worry about that" Manik's reply was short and cut. Ayush sighed again. He didn't understand why his friend the top 3 businessman of the country refused to go on a date whole the line is girls are piling up. He just shut them down.
"I need a drink" Manik told his friend and without waiting for his reply he made his way towards the bar. Ordering a strong drink he sat on the stool and looked around. Ayush was right there are many beautiful girls in the wedding, some are sexy, and some are gorgeous. All of them belong to the rich high class family yet he couldn't find his heart accept those faces. When the bartender handed his drink he gulped down the storing liquor burning his throat shocking the bartender. No one ever drank so fast.
But Manik was careless about it. He casually sat there and rolled his eyes when he saw few girl looked at his way and blushed. For god's sake he didn't even teased them. Feeling stuffy around he decided to take a fresh breath. There was a small garden on the back of the hall. He went there and sighed. Seeing the crowd his head ache severely. He was about to sit on the bench when he smelled someone was smoking. Manik frowned and walked around only to see a woman sitting on the swing and smoking freely. He raised an eyebrow when he saw her wearing a wedding dress too. The flawless expensive wedding dress was twisted slightly with her weird sitting position.
The girl sensed someone's presence as she opened her eyes and looked at him deeply. She tilted her head and asked "who are you? And what are you loking at?"
"You are the bride?" Manik asked not effected by her question.
"Hmm...." She started to smoke again.
"And smoking freely?"
"Why?" She looked at him "is there any rules that a girl who is about to become a bride couldn't smoke? I have never seen something written like that" she shrugged.
Manik felt interested looking at her. A bride who was smoking her heart out. "you don't want to get married?"
"Why are you bothering yourself with my matter. Look man, let me handle my things. I don't need anyone's interruption" her reply was full of arrogance. Manik never had such attitude from a girl. And this also made him more interested in her.
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