❞𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐀𝐇 [𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐧] ✔

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲.

"pehle sota tha raaton mein
ab jaag jaag kar khwab tere dekhu"

ISHAN

After such a long day, Janhavi was taking a afternoon nap but I was at total unrest. Those words from her were totally unexpected and I'm so happy so so happy that she loves me. I never ever thought that I would someday get a life partner like her and I can't be more grateful to the universe. Everytime I thought of that scene, I was getting butterflies.

After gaping at her and blushing for straight 10 minutes, I thought that I look like a perv. I wanted to do something or my mind would be stuck. Even Shubi had gone back so I didn't have him to disturb me. Suddenly my eyes fell of the suitcases lying on the corner of the room. The last two days had been so busy that we didn't get the chance to unpack.

I lifted her suitcase and put it on the bed. Opening her wardrobe, I started folding the messy clothes and put them in their place.

Unexpectedly, something hit my hand, something solid kept at the corner of her wardrobe. Hesitantly I took it out to see that it was a diary wrapped in brown paper and it was written "My Diary" on it with golden ink.

My first thought was to open it and read whatever's written inside, but then my matured mind told me not to.

Okay I'll read just the first page.

I flipped open the diary to read it's first page.

Dear Diary,

I'm Janhavi Sharma, your owner.
Veer gifted me this diary today as my birthday gift. I live in Bihar, India and I turned 21 today. And yes I'm so single.

I looked at the date written on the upper left hand side of the page. 01/06

Day after tomorrow is her birthday?? Thank god I found her diary!

I wanted to but couldn't resist myself but go through other pages as well.

Dear Diary,

I've successfully completed graduation with distinction marks but I'm not allowed to my Masters degree because baba thinks ki mere shadi ki umr ho chuki hai.

Trust me, sometimes I don't wanna live anymore.

She wanted to do further studies but wasn't allowed to? Her father told us that she was so dumb that she had a supply in Graduation and that's why they didn't want her to get her Masters. Seriously? Someone with distinction marks wasn't allowed to study further?

I flipped another page.

Dear Diary,

Yet another boring day with no college. But today I have something funny to tell you apart from all the depressing thoughts. I was watching Saath Nibhana Saathiya with Dadi ji and there's a character called Gopi Bahu who's so dumb. She was washing her husband's laptop with scotch bright. Like seriously?

But when you actually think of it.. it's what's my life is going to be like. Oh ofc I'm not going to wash laptops but catering for my husband would be the only think to do isn't it? I mean I don't have any degrees to do a job.

Leave it I don't wanna depress you cuz you're the only person infront of whom I express myself. (I sometimes forget the fact that you're not a person)

I flipped a few pages.

Dear Diary,

Today people came to my house to see me, like apne bete ke liye. My father is searching for rich groom's family so it's a bit difficult to get a groom for me.

You won't believe what happened after that. Sister of the groom literally rubbed my face to check my skintone! I feel so insulted but my family members are so okay with that. Dadi ji said that they also checked Maa's skintone like that. I'm so done with these people.

If they fix my marriage with this family, I'm definitely gonna elope. But mera toh koi Banda bhi nahi hai jiske saath bhaag jaau.

Kabhi kabhi lagta hai college mein Sonu ko haan kar dena chahiye tha, atleast shaadi ke baad padhne dete.

Flip

Dear Diary,

Sorry for being missing for so many months. I didn't feel like writing. Oh I have a good news. All those garbage marriages got cancelled because they thought I'm too uneducated for their son. The irony!

Flip

Dear Diary,

You know Veer's business is flourishing and I remember those days when I could solve his Class 10 sums while being in 8. I'm not jealous but I could think I could have also done something in life other than wait for a man to come and marry me.

When I flipped the next page, many pages in between had been torn off and the date had taken a sudden jump to a week before.

Dear Diary,

I had to tear those pages because that was a beautiful yet worst phase of my life. Sorry if it hurt you. Raj and I didn't get married for your kind information. If anyday Ishan comes across this diary by mistake, I don't want him to get hurt. I don't know whether I liking anybody else would hurt him or not but if not today then atleast after a few years it might? If we don't get divorced ofc. Oh I didn't tell you, we have filed a divorce case.

Oh yes one more thing, Maa died three days ago. I don't feel like explaining my feelings again because that would lead to more crying.

I looked at the person who was sleeping peacefully, but I had no idea her life had been so hard. Being born as a female in a patriarch family is difficult in the first place, then all this?

I wanted to read each and every page but couldn't. After all you can't see your loved ones in pain right?

She was succumbed, perhaps due to cold. I took the bedsheet and, softly put it on her. I couldnt refrain myself from caressing her hair and while doing so, I sweared to myself - I will complete all of her incomplete dreams.

Guys I'm so so grateful to have readers like you. Please continue to support me as you do.