Wedding

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This week went in a blur, I couldn't process this whole thing. I cannot explain what I am feeling right now because all things are new to me. I don't even know whom I am getting married to, I just know that his name is Ruhan and he is always busy with his work. In this one week, I haven't seen him because he has always been busy with his work. What if he was forced into marrying me? I mean who would want to marry me? The broken little me? Who is nothing but a big burden? I would never be able to understand why people hate me so much. What have I ever done to them? I was so small, would be around 5-6 years when my mother hit me for the first time. And it started increasing with time. The only person who ever cared about me was Bhai. I am so happy he will come to my wedding at least. He was in the UK for a work trip.


I was sitting in my room that was given to me for getting ready. We are in some fancy 7-star resort, wedding is also happening here. I was alone here because I was not allowed to invite any of my friends. Some people came a few hours back to dress me up for my wedding. I was sitting thinking about what would happen next. What would I do? Would they let me continue my work? Would they let me live in peace? Would they ever love me? Would they respect me? I want to believe that they would love me and respect me. I want them, hell I need them to give me some amount of affection and care. They are my only hope for happiness. Thinking about it, one tear falls from my eyes and one finger catches it. I looked up.


"Meri guddiya ko kisne rulaya?" Bhai said looking at me with a questioning gaze. My bhai is back, he is here. I immediately stood up and hugged him tightly. I was so happy; I couldn't control my emotions and more tears rolled down from my eyes. (Who made my doll cry?)


"Bhai aap aa gye? Aapko pta h humne aapko kitna yaad kiya." I said looking up at him and he wiped my tears and looked at me in aww. He was looking at me without blinking. He was just staring at me in a daze and I snapped my fingers at him and arched my eyebrows in question.(Brother, you came back? You know I missed you a lot.)


He just smiled at me and said"Humari doll kitni zyada sundar lag rhi h. Bilkul ek maharani ki tarah. Ruhan does not deserve you, doll. You are too precious. I love you, bacha." Bhai had tears in his eyes while he said these words. He was smiling through his tears. (My doll is looking so beautiful. She is looking like a Queen.)


Her wedding look:

Her wedding look:

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