Isha's P.O.V
That night as I lay in bed I couldn't help but feel insecure. Though On one hand, I could feel joy and excitement about my upcoming marriage and the formalization of the relationship. But on the other hand I also feel insecure about my body image, especially in a culture where there is often pressure to look a certain way.
I worry about how I will look in my wedding attire or how I will be perceived by my future in-laws and society. Though my in-laws didn't say anything today but his Nani (maternal grandmother) gave me some really dark looks, These insecurities have always overshadowed my happiness and made me feel self-conscious.
Somehow clearing my mind and leaving everything on destiny I fall asleep.
*Next morning *
Usually I don't check my phone after dinner, and Ritik knows it well ,that's why I had such a sweet message from him.
>Hii
>I know you don't check your phone at night but still if you do
> Good night my sunrise lover
>😪
Good morning <
Hope you slept well <
My Midnight sleeper <
😊<
Typing back quickly I leave my mobile on charge and start to help in house chores.
Since yesterday after the roka mumma has been bugging me to learn house chores properly so that I don't leave a chance for my in laws to taunt, but who would tell her that there is still a long time for me to go there.
*Flashback (when Isha and Ritik were talking)
**Ritik** “ek baat bata”
(tell me one thing)
**me** “puch”
(ask)
**Ritik** “tujhe toh pehle independent Hona tha Phir shadi karni thi, remember jab tune meri help ki thi vo form ko lekar to Maine tujhe Kaha tha ‘bhagwan tujhe aacha pati de’ Aur tu bhadak gayi thi ki pehle career set karungi fir shadi Ab Kya hua?”
(you wanted to be independent first, remember when you helped me and I blessed you that may God bless you with a good husband and you said that you want to focus on your career first, then now what happened to you?)
I stiffened in my place, I was torn between telling him everything as a friend or not wanting to burden him as a prospective groom. When he jerks me out of my thoughts by holding my hand and gripping it between his palms.
**Ritik** “Tera jo bhi reason hai tu mujhe bata sakti hai, at least itne saal Se friends hai usi wajah se bata de.”
(you can tell me the reason, we have been friends since long)
**me** “samajh nahi aa raha kaise batau”
(don't know how to tell you)
**Ritik** “muh Se”
(from mouth)
And then proceeded to grin being unaffected by my glares.
**Ritik** “Hehe chal Ab bata bhi de”.
(come on tell)
**me** “parents Yahi chahte hai”
( it's my parents decision )
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