TISHNAGI

Prologue

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I was sitting in my room patiently waiting for my bridesmaids to come and take me to the mandap.

I could hear the screams and hooting outside, and trust me, I would've been lie-ing  if I said I wasn't nervous.

I heard a knock on the door and Megha di entered the room with a smile. "You look beautiful, naina." I smiled hearing the compliment. "Let's go?" She held my shoulders and kept her chin on my head looking at the mirror.

"You grew up so fast, shona." I held her hand in mine and raised my eyebrows. "You wanted me to crawl in a diaper all my life, huh?" She laughed and hit me on my head. "Silly." She said.

I got up and looked at her. Seeing her made me realise that we indeed grew up fast. I held her hands in mine and kissed them.

"You look old." She gasped and hit me. I fake cried to only get teary eyed at the end. As if the universe had called him..Saksham bhai came into the room with a pile of clothes in his hands.

"You are here, I was looking for you everywhere." He scolded didi. He came up towards me and scanned me from top to bottom.

"Hmmm, not bad. Makeup artists did a good job with their work, now all ur blemishes and wrinkles are gone shona." He winked.

I hit him and stuck my tongue out. "Says the one whose stomach is coming out."
He kept a hand on his stomach which was  slightly coming out. "Nah-uh little sister, this is a prize of the amazing food my wife makes." He smiled while patting his stomach. I rolled my eyes.

Bhai was the eldest amongst us. He was married 3 years ago to Ayesha bhabi.  It was an arrange marriage but they both fell in love and now were the most loved couple in the entire family.

Megha didi got married last year with Aryan jiju. It was love marriage which; we all accepted happily.

Now it was me, who was getting married to HER love. Yash and I had met in college, from their slowly and steadily our friendship turned into something more intense and lovely. A few months ago he had proposed to me in front of everyone and I had happily accepted it.

So today was the day where we would get a chance to live with each for the rest of our lives.

"Are you ready shona?" Didi asked me.

I took a deep breath and nodded.

"Group hug?" Bhai suggested, we all quickly hugged each other.

"If he hurts you tell me, I'll break his bones." Bhai said in between. I laughed and said, "That day wouldn't come, so chill."

"Still, I promise." He rolled his eyes and broke the hug. He took the veil and covered my head with it. And patted my head.

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I was walking down the aisle, my hands sweaty, throat dry and heart thumping with excitement. It was all too much to take in.

I sat in the mandap and the rituals began.

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"I ask you both to stand up for the ferahs." Pandit ji asked.

Yash stood up and gave me his right hand
I smiled under my veil and gladly held his hand.

After the 7th ferah we both sat down again  and Pandit ji told him to put the vermillion on the partition of my hair.

As if the time had stopped, my gaze happened to fall on his left hand, particularly on his wrist which adorned the watch I gave as a present to Mahir ji-yash's older brother. I felt the vermillion fall on my nose.

No.

No.

NO!

This can't be happening.

I immediately snapped my neck towards his side and carefully looked behind his Sehra.

His eyes.

His eyes held regret.

No.

He wasn't yash.

He wasn't the person I loved.

"Vivah sampann hooa, abse aap dono pati aur patni kehlaye jayenge." 

"The marriage is now done, from now on you both would be pronounced as husband and wife."

No.

I stood up.

I started to feel light headed.

The imposter behind that mask stood up too.

I threw his turban on the ground and there he was.

MAHIR MALHOTRA.

My husband.

Before I could comprehend what was happening around me or in my head..my vision blurred, the  voices around me dissapeared and I felt a pair of hands around my waist.

And before I knew it...My life was doomed.