Mrs Singhania: A Saga Of Unconditional Love

5~Engagement And Mehendi

Shivani pov :

"Shivani, why are you doing this?" Ruhanika asked, her voice laced with concern and worry as she stood behind me. I was sitting in front of a mirror, dressed in a grey lehenga, adorned with jewelry and light makeup. But despite the efforts to beautify me, the sadness in my eyes was still evident.

I stood up and turned around, cutting off Ruhanika's sentence mid-way. "Ruhanika, please... trust me, I'm doing the right thing," I said, trying to sound convincing. I blinked my eyes, attempting to reassure her that I was making this decision of my own free will. But deep down, I knew I was lying. I was trapped, and I didn't know how to escape.

"Hum sahi he karna chahte hai apni zindagi mai shivi, par kabhi kabhaar sahi karne ka result galat hota hai," Meera said, her words dripping with wisdom as she adjusted my lehenga pallu and dusted off invisible dust from it. I smiled wistfully at her words, which pierced my heart like a dagger.

(We want to do right in our lives, Shivi, but sometimes the result of doing right is wrong)

I didn't want to marry Vijay, but Chacha ji had threatened me. If I denied this proposal, the consequences would be dire, not just for me, but for Rohan as well. The thought of putting Rohan in harm's way was unbearable, and it was this fear that had driven me to accept this marriage.

Meera's words echoed in my mind, a poignant reminder that sometimes, doing the right thing can lead to devastating consequences. I felt trapped, caught between a rock and a hard place, with no escape in sight.

As I wrapped my arms around Meera and Ruhanika, holding them close, I whispered, "Kabhi-kabhi humain galat karna padta hai, kuch cheezon ko sahi karne ke liye"

My voice trembled with emotion as I gazed at my two beloved friends, my heart aching with the thought of leaving them behind. They were my everything - my sisters, my family, my reason for being. I loved them more than life itself, and the thought of causing them pain was unbearable.

(Sometimes we have to do wrong, to get some things right)

Ruhanika's eyes locked onto mine, filled with a deep understanding and concern. She knew me too well, knew that I was sacrificing my own happiness for the sake of those I loved. Her voice was barely above a whisper as she replied, "Aur galat rashta kabhi sahi manzil tak nahi pahucha sakta".

Her words struck a chord deep within me, and I felt a pang of doubt and uncertainty. Maybe she was right, maybe I was making a terrible mistake. But it was too late now, the die had been cast, and I had to see this through to the end.

(And a wrong road can never reach the right destination)

As Ruhanika whispered "chale", I nodded my head, feeling a sense of resignation wash over me. My legs began to tremble with nervousness as I took in the opulent decorations of the hall. The air was thick with the fragrance of flowers, and the lights twinkled like stars, but none of it could illuminate the darkness that was slowly consuming my life.

( Let's go)

The flowers, once a symbol of beauty and joy, now seemed like a cruel mockery, their petals as dry and wilted as my own hopes and dreams. I felt like I was walking towards a fate that was predetermined, with no escape in sight.

Suddenly, a husky voice broke the silence, sending shivers down my spine. "My soon-to-be wife," Vijay said, his eyes locked onto mine with an unnerving intensity. I met his gaze, feeling a sense of trepidation as I took in the smirk on his face.

He extended his hand, expecting me to take it, and I hesitated for a moment before placing my palm in his. The touch sent a jolt of electricity through my body, and I felt a wave of nausea wash over me. This was it, the moment of no return. I was sealing my fate, and I couldn't help but wonder what lay ahead.