Tera Naam Ishq

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Dhara POV

In the next two hours I will be married.....

To someone whom I have never seen what a beautiful life is it right? I know he had a wife earlier but she couldn't give him a son, so she committed suicide.

Who knows if it was a suicide or a murder....

And I was utterly shocked to hear the people praising her for what she did or what happened with her....

I still remember the words 'she is a sensible woman....she knows what to do and what is her duty and she couldn't complete it so she killed herself giving her husband another chance to have his happiness '

How badly I wanted to stab a knife on the man's heart and the women and men who agreed to him.

That day i was scared my mother hugged me tightly the whole night and promised me to never get me married with someone like him .

But this fare , it has always played with me , I am getting married to the same man who's wife was lying on the ground complete burnt and he was on the kotha that day .

I remembering seeing him coming out of the botheral that day my mother also noticed him and closed my eyes with her palm .

Amma.... please come here , please hide me from all these things.

My thoughts were interrupted by a sudden knock it was my elder sister Mandakini di...

I looked at her with teary eyes ....

"I wish I could help you Dhara" she said while hugging me.

"Di.....how did you come here and why....you know na Baba will kill you if he saw you here."

"I want to see you ....you are my child Dhara ....how can I leave you like this ...you are my only family beta"

I cried while hugging her tightly....live played with both of us .

Flashback

After our mother's death my father got her married to his friend's son , I still remember the first time she came here , she had bruises all over her skin and her hand was burnt, after few months of her marriage she was found studying about fashion designing in he room and her in laws threw her out.
According to them it was against the values of a well mannered girl.

And when she came here ...my father didn't even bother to look at her and closed the gate on her face .

Flashback ends

"I... I don't want to be with him ...Dhara please.... don't you know what come with me we will move to the city and will live our life there ....I am doing all this for you only...for taking you out of this hell and you are entering inside the hell with your own will .....even when you have options" she had while holding my shoulder.

"Di I will be a burden to you" i replied while wiping off my tears.

"I will slap you ..... Y..you are my only family..you can never be a burden to me i repeat ....never, please think about yourself...what about your dreams..... remember you would wear the saree and act like an IAS officer in front of Amma .... Remember what Amma had endured to let you study you can't let her efforts go-" she was speaking and I remembered every moment with my mother suddenly there was a knock on the door.

I quickly sent my sister to the washroom for hiding and went to open the door.

"Are you going to take the whole damn eternity " my father entered inside the room and shouted making me shiver.

"I..i don't want to m..marry" I said fidgeting the hem of my dupatta I knew what was coming.... A slap and I was on the floor.

I stood up on the order of my father and he dragged me to the mandap .

Now I was sitting beside that man I looked through my veil , indeed he looked like a monster.

With every ritual I could hear the loud noise of my dreams , screaming through my heart somewhere i know maybe I won't be able to touch my books again, maybe all this screaming inside my heart will go quit not because of peace but because of their death....

I could see my mother's face infront of my eyes , i could she all the things she endured for my studies, my sister's question was swirling like a whirlwind 'i can never let her efforts be wasted ' never .....

With every phera I was taking an oath the oath to make my sister proud , the oath to make my proud and the oath to make the 10 years old Dhara proud of this Dhara.

The wedding finally came to an end.

"It was the time of vidai i went towards my brother and he hugged me tightly.

"Di .... I am really sorry, you are suffering because of me you are enduring this , I am truly the worst one di , I wish I was never b.." Daksh uttered with hiccups.

"Shh...shh Daksh... Don't say like this , you are my best and strongest brother , my all time supporter , don't be sad I am fine, focus on your studies and make your father proud hmm" I said in a low voice while patting his back i wiped off his tears and went to hug my grandmother, she assured me that God is with me....I wish God was with me....

Then i went to my father, he came and hugged me showing his fake care.

"Don't you dare to repeat your sister's mistake, I just left her alone but I will kill you if you did that" he said in my ears and I nodded.

Then i sat in the car and I looked at the my father through the window.

'i promise I will do the worse' with this thought I closed my eyes and rested my head my not so good husband came and sat beside me .

The whole time everything was quite a comfortable silence, I don't even know if it is the last time with this silence.

After 2 hours we reached his home and I have usually seen that the houses are decorated but his haveli was all shattered and on the door step there was a person , seems like he belonged to the city, his outfit said that.

"Welcome home Aviraj Trivedi....missed me right" the man said coming closer to this monster.

"Why are you here" Aviraj said tightening his fist.

"To take my sister back" he said pointing at the girl.

Seems like she was around 16 years old , she stood there shivering and she was sobbing.

That man looked at me , I can feel  goosebumps rising on my skin.

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