My lucky Charm

07 | Registered

~~~~~~~Ramya~~~~~

Its Friday today. I took a day off for my marriage. We have not informed any of the relatives or neighbors about my register marriage today.

We all got ready and about to start. The whole time my heart was palpitating at a faster rate thinking of anytime I could get any bad news from them.

But that did not happen. Do you know my state of mind right now. Its contemplating, between six and seven whether to feel happy or something big is on the way and worry about it or just be  casual . I don't know.

We reached the registrar office . My parents seem to be very much in hurry to ward me off from their house. They drove fast.

Carrying all the jewels both what my Father gave me and the ones that I purchased,I got down from the parking lot. I don't know by when he would need the jewels but carried it just in case he needs it right now.

When we went there, he was seen standing with his parents and sister. Seeing us, a small relief crossed over his face which did not go unnoticed. 

He was dressed in his office attire. I assumed he has got to report to his office later on. Thinking about that few things striked my mind. What is his name? what job he is in to?? 

Oh very well Ramya... You are going to get married in another 5 minutes, and here you are pondering on the details about the guy you are going to marry.

After discussing the formalities, we were asked to sign the registrar. He signed it first. He forwarded the pen to me. I took that from him and moved slightly towards the registrar. 

I was not able to figure out the name from his signature. I slowly looked to the top of the document to see his name . Rajan..So his name is Rajan. Ramya Rajan... The combination sounded good. 

With a small smile, I applied my signature on the document. We then exchanged garlands and he tied the nuptial chain on my neck. I felt elated at this. 

We all were done with the formalities. My parents too were happy. Happy that they are going to swim in the happy ocean , happy for warding off the ill fate from their house. We got blessings from our elders.

On the other hand, I was thinking how Rajan's family would be . How are they going to endure me. 

He was seen talking to the elders while here I was thinking all this. Nodding his head to my parents, he came near me and placed his palms on my arms, pushing me to his side slightly. 

I don't know why he did that. When I looked back, I understood that I was standing in the middle way blocking the others. The peon who was bringing some files was about to dash me with his speed walk.

Sometimes it feels good to have some one care about you. I thought and smiled. 

My parents departed bidding us farewell. There was a slight shed of tears from my mom and Dad. I don't know if it was real or fake but seeing it my heart too clenched.

They have faced many untoward incidents because of me. Still they let me stay in their house, give me food, gave education and bought me clothes.

I am obliged to them. They had agreed to leave my bike and my other things  in my husband's house later on.

The word husband suddenly is sending tingling and new sensations to me. Thinking about that, I looked around to see how we are going to go and where.

Rajan sent his parents and sister in auto. My parents too bid me farewell and went. I was waiting for my husband as he asked me to wait. 

He drove his bike and halted in front of me. I hopped on to his bike. As I was wearing saree, I sat single sided and held the bar at the back for support.

My other hand was carrying the jewel bag. He turned slightly to confirm I have positioned well and started his bike.

The ride was silent. I took my time to observe his face which was visible in the side mirror. He is not fair in complexion nor had very great looking face. He is normal average looking just like me. 

I remember him having a slight stubble earlier when he came to meet during the rain time.

Now he has done a clean shave giving a different look to his face. But the slight stubble was good on him than this clean shave.

He is dressed in formal pant and shirt with tie. I don't think he belongs to a good white collar job. But something else may be marketing but not sure. 

While driving he received a call. He attended it in one hand while the other was still driving.

I don't encourage such kind of driving as its very risky. He started moving along the side of the road, while talking. Hesitatingly I tried to help him by holding the phone near his ears.

I don't know how to ask him give me that, so I can hold it for him. Still I stretched out my hands to take it resulting in the process of me touching the back of his ears. 

He suddenly felt a tingling sensation because of my touch and I quickly withdrew my hands back. I saw his shoulders and neck shudder with my touch.

Applying sudden break he saw me with his face turned towards me. His face was carrying an astonishment at what I did along with question of what.

He said ok in the call and cut it still looking at me.

No.. No... That was not my intention. Touching him was not my intention. I hope he did not get me wrong.

"Phone... Phone.. I thought to help" I hesitatingly spoke. He turned away and kick started his bike again. 

I mentally face palmed myself and blushed profusely at my act suddenly. The rest of the ride went in awkward silence.