"I am not your puppet I am not going to continue this relationship as if nothing happened I will never consider her as my wife"
Is this all a joke to you this marriage and stuff first you forced me to get married and when the bride ran away you tied...
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My eyes felt tired as I tried to open them. My alarm kept snoozing, but I didn't have ounce of energy to turned it off lazy , because my exams were finally over. It had been such a hectic month and I decided to fulfill my sleep, and now I was free. With lazy hands, I traced the alarm and turned it off. As usual, he wasn't beside me. Being morning person, I thought he might have gone for his jog.
A pang hit my heart when I realized I hadn't spent much time with him lately. He was also busy with something, he come home late last night after I had already fallen asleep.
After the beautiful date we had, we didn't get any time together. But now my exams were over, and maybe we could finally go on our honeymoon Dadisa gave us tickets for.
The thought made heat rush to my cheeks as I considered how to bring it up with him. He had said we wouldn't go on our honeymoon until I wanted to.
Heaving a sigh, I got up from the bed and did my morning routine. My eyes searched for him in our empty room Strangely he wasn't returned from his Jog, he never gets late,After getting ready, I went downstairs,In hope of finding him there.
The scene from downstairs was different. Everyone was dressed in white, there was a Puja going on a big frame of Photographs of two couples it was his parents; were placed before Hawan and I saw pandit ji instructing Dadasa and Dadisa about something. A strange uneasiness filled me. I walked towards the kitchen and finally found someone I could ask about it.
"Chachi, aaj kuch hai kya ye sab?" I pointed towards the hall area. She, too, was dressed in white.
"Oh, Avni beta, tumhe shayad is baare mein nahi pata hoga," she said, knitting her brows in confusion as she walked towards me, holding my hands. "Today is the 20th death anniversary of Anant bhaiya and Alka bhabhi, Avivansh’s parents."
[Ooh Avni, you probably didn't knew about it]
My heart felt heavier as I realized what today was. He had told me about his parents’ death before, how he saw their murder in front of him when he was just ten. A mental image of him at that age, going through such trauma, played in my head.
"Where is Avivansh?" Chachi asked, breaking my chain of thoughts. "I didn’t see him. I remember he came home last night." I regretted sleeping early. I should have stayed awake for him.
"Aaj ka din uske liye mushkil hai, but he had to perform the last ritual hum har saal ye Puja rakhte hai lakin Avi kabhi isme shamil nhi hota hai, he didn't even believe in these things, he had to do this to provide peace for his parents soul. Chachi voice was little rough as tears collected in her eyes.
[Today is a difficult day for him, but this was the last ritual to be performed. We hold this puja every year but Avi never participates in it.]
"Usne aapne aap ko room me band kr liya, Avni only you can bring him here for puja" she said, her voice filled with concern she looked at me for hope . "But Chachi, how can I—" I started to protest.
