BOOK - 1
• Lata sharma a innocent little girl ,was not know to the worldly affairs ,was taught to learn household works from childhood .she was afraid of anger and being little emotional would cry on small things, wanted to become a loving wife...
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Dressed up in a lal sari covering her head with a pallu she was walking in my direction, I was watching the timid step she was taking towards me. Just when she was about to sit she sliped and within a sec I hold onto her waist, her skin was so soft that I felt like kneading it.
'Aram se' I said while making her sit properly and composed my cold voice.
'Hmm' was the only reply I got, she felt so light that I could pick her up in a one go.
The ritual started with mantras and now was the time to fill the vermilion onto her head.
Slowly she started to lift her pallu up as the pandit ji said , she removed it completely and the only words that came into my mind was 'eternal ' . I kept staring at her that it felt like I would look at her forever. Filling her head with the red vermillion, her face brighten up with that, further the pandit ji instructed to make her wear the mangasular .
I bent my hand forward towards her neck to tie it when I felt her shivering and hair standing up on her neck , her chest was going up and down as she was breathing fast , I felt as if I was making her uncomfortable so it made me tie it quickly and then i backed off.
The marriage came to an end with all ritual and at last was the vidaai time. She looked even more beautiful while crying , i thought how would she look crying under (ahem) i removed my drity thoughts and saw her ma and her brother giving there last goodbye and then they felt for there village.
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I felt a strong stare at me during the ceremony and it was none another than Thakur ji my cheeks turned into the darkest colour, I would be looking like a tomato but because of the pallu I was not seen.
The way his cold voice still rings in my my hears that it made me shivers, his rough hands holding my waist as it was made for him. Filling my head with his vermilion made me completely submissed to him. It was a new feeling and quiet overwhelming .
Saying goodbye to my family was the hardest but It didn't made me feel uneasy , into the house were now I was sitting ,on his bed waiting for him to remove my pallu .
Just then I heard the noise of the door opening and it made me realise that he is coming.
Through the pallu i could see his strong walk towards the bed, I felt the bed going down beside as now he was sitting there.
Just when I was about to give him the milk he said something that made me froze on the bed.
'Ha Ji' was the only reply I was taught to give to my husband.
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