A girl named Arika who had lost faith in love. Had an arranged marriage with a ruthless guy Agastya who only has eyes for her.
Dive into the story to see how he help her to gain her faith in love again.
Agastya X Arika
Their initials match, but do...
I didn't wanted to marry him. I did not want it. I told myself. I asked myself if he will keep me happy or not. Is this not right? Is this wrong? But... Papa is happy. Mumma his happy. I need to be happy for them.
*Tears flow down from my cheeks as I see him through my veil*
I need to do this. I cannot deny. It's not in my hands. i can't ruin everyone's happiness for my own self. I'm not a selfish daughter. And this was the moment where I knew I'd be his forever.
And...
He fills Vermillion in my head partition.
*thud*
The sound wakes me up and I see my cousin sister spreading her arms and screaming my name *Ariikkaaaaaaaaa* at the top of her lungs.
She hugs me very tightly.
And the reality hits me as I realize it was all just a dream. *Phew! Thank god!*
I hug her back.
"How are you, Arru? I missed you so muchh!!!" She exclaims.
"I'm very much alright, Annu. I missed you too" I say breaking the hug.
Well.. Her real name is Anahita, but we call her annu. She's very very talkative, bubbly and sweet kinda person. But she can be a trouble maker sometimes.
"How come a sudden visit? Is everything alright?"
I asked out of curiousity as she hardly visited India because fufa ji has his extended business in Canada. Bua too hardly comes to India for Rakhi or Bhaidooj.
"Yes, everything alright! Mumma was missing India and asked me if I'd like to accompany her. So here I am, in your arms, love"
As I said, she's very bubly!
"Okayy... So, did fufa ji also come?" I asked.
She shaked her head in a NO, sadly.
"It's okay" I say patting her shoulder.
"Everyone asked me to bring you downstairs. Shall we go?" She asked.
"I'll come after getting ready, you go." I say.
She nods and leaves closing the door behind her.
And I sit there thinking about the dream I just saw. AN ARRANGED MARRIAGE????? NO!!!!! It's not like I don't trust my parents choice. But I don't want to marry someone whom I know only for his outer appearance and wealth. I want to fall in love and experience the feeling of it. But I have had 0 male interactions all my life. Instead of that single guys from my college days. He's a good friend. But I don't have any feelings for him since day 1.
After thinking for too long, I get up to do my morning business.
While showering I couldn't get my mind off the dream, and the scene where that faceless guy from my dream almost filled Vermillion in my head.
I wore a plain pink colored anarkali as my bua is here who have a mentality of 90's and thinks women should be wearing skin covering clothes even if she stays in Canada... She's very judgemental.
Getting ready I could only think about him. (The faceless guys from my dreams)
Wearing jhumkas, bangals and juttis... I see the clock and it's 11 fucking AM!!!!
Arika, now you're gone.
I step outside of my room hurriedly.
Oh, arika! You're gonna get a lecture from bua for staying in bed this late.
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