"Destiny don't always meet people to create magic,
Sometimes, It meets them to create chaos too."
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Meera Bansal: A compassionate girl with big dreams, who just wants to take care of her family, even though they don't care much for her. She is beau...
'Twisted fate, two souls and an unforgettable night when it all begin'
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Meera was sitting in front of her dressing table, her face expressionless, as her sister and mother helped her in getting ready for her wedding.
The beautiful red dupatta covered her head like fallen ichor of roses, Diamond and gold jewellery decorated her face and neck. Her hands were full of shiny bangles and the tiny ruby nose ring completed the look.
"Wow, Didi! You look so beautiful." Her sister Anvi spoke while applying mehndi in Meera's hand. "Just like a Princess."
"Yes, I look beautiful." Meera whispered, her eyes looking at her reflection in the mirror. Indeed, She looked like the most beautiful and expensive bride in her bloodline had ever seen. It would be every girl's dream to get married in a lengha so exquisite.
But not Meera's.
Meera wanted to earn for her family, his father who had been working under his younger brother as a labour for years, treated him like shit after he lost the job. He didn't earn much as her Uncle did and with two daughters to feed, he did what he had to. Her mother had been listening ugly taunts from her Aunt on how they kept them when they had nowhere to go, or how she is so unlucky to have no sons.
So Meera studied to prove them wrong. She did a major in commerce and business management. Yes, she was a daughter, but she could earn much more than his cousin brother Satya could ever try. She did everything for her family to get out of this hell hole and never asked for anything. Everything. Until one mistake ruined everything.
She liked back the boy across the street, her best friend Neeti's brother, Jay. They have known each other since they were kids. He was a good friend until Neeti told Meera that her brother likes her. Meera didn't liked him the same way but was fine, thought, if she had to marry someone one day, it would be better if it would be someone who she knew.
So she said yes when Jay took a chance and promised to get engaged for only him to come again after six months and say he can't do it.
The news spread, the oldest daughter of Bansal's is having an affair with the local boy and she wanted to run away with him for good.
They all thought how can a poor low-class Meera wants to earn better than her husband, can have a live affair and can open her mouth against his Chacha and Chachi to protect her Baba.
Her and her family was the morning talks from door to door. Her Aunt and Uncle who already hated her, took the job she once had, treated her parents worse, and threatened to marry off her seventeen year old sister. All just because of a boy. She was once destroyed in the name of marriage.
And once a poor girl with broken engagement walks around the streets, words travel fast. She was named the rebel, the uncontrolled cun who destroys home.
