Two families arrange a marriage between their children who have been friends for years. The wedding takes place quickly, and on the first night, the groom eagerly awaits his bride. As they share a moment together, the story takes an unexpected turn...
Hello Everyone!! Myself Geet Aneja! Ghar mai bohot saare guests baithe hai. Dadu ke dost - Manjeet Randhawa aur unki Puri family yaha aayi Hui hai. Mai kabse bore ho Rahi hu. Par aapko pata hai? Yaha sab kyu aaye hai? Meri Shaadi kara rahe hai ye log!! Wo bhi uss Khadoos Rishi se! Huh!! Akdu kahika!!!
My family doesn't hate me though. We all love each other. There's not a single toxic relation in my family, which is kind of rare, mostly in Indian families. Hahaha! But my family is a bit stereotypical. They are against love marriage, so here I am. They just said that they had some boy in mind that would be the 'perfect husband' for me and I trust them.
Later they told me to get ready because the Groom and his family would be arriving soon. So, I just got ready in a red salwar suit, wore some bangles, a pair of Jhumkas and put a small bindi on my forehead. I let my curls open. My sleek gold chain rested against my neck. I never remove that chain as my Dadu and Dadi made me wear it when I born.
Bachpan se hi sone se sajaya mujhe, kyuki Mai papa ke side ki family ki sabse pehli beti hu aur Mumma ke side ki family mai sabse choti beti hu. Dono side se mujhe dher sara laad pyaar Mila hai. Sab mujhse bohot pyaar karte hai, aur mai sabse. Meri family sabse best hai.
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**Geet's Dress**
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**Her hair**
Rishi's family was all gathered in Aneja mansion. My Dadu and Dadi were having a conversation with Pandit ji. They were deciding the Muhurat for my wedding. Yes, you heard it right. I am getting married.
Rishi and I already knew each other since we were kids. Our grandfathers were old friends, so our families used to visit each other a lot. So, I was kind of relieved that I wasn't getting married to a complete stranger.
I was sitting there, besides Rishi Randhawa, the famous, hotshot owner of Randhawa Empire. The one who didn't know how to wipe his nose properly is now sitting beside me in a nice and crisp light blue suit, his expensive watch adoring his wrist, his neatly polished leather shoes and his curly hair looking sooooo good that I had the urge of ruffling it, but I couldn't.
