𝑨 𝒎𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒄𝒉 𝒃𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒚 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒇𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒓.
Prerna Shrivastav, a 28 year old girl, was bought into a mess which she never imagined herself in
She always thought that after she graduated from her university she wouldn't...
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˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖ 𐙚 ˖ ݁𖥔 ݁˖
—PRERNA'S POV 𝜗𝜚⋆₊˚
This is a mess, I thought as I looked outside the window
"Mam sahab aap apni shaadi se bhag rahe ho kya" the driver's joking voice got in my ears and I frowned
(Mam are you running away from your wedding?)
"Yes bhaiya, my parents are making me marry a fifty year old man, please drive fast" I added and started looking outside
This lehenga was killing me, but wait a second, I have worn jeans underneath didn't I? Then why the freak am I still wearing this lehenga?
I started opening the knots of my lehenga skirt and the driver widened his eyes
"Mam what are you doing?" He shut his eyes and inquired me and I rolled my eyes
"Arrey bhaiya aap gaadi chalao, meine jeans peheni hai neeche, aap toh mujhe aj hi swarg ke darshan karwa doge"
(Sir please drive properly, I have jeans on underneath, you will make see the heavens gates so early)
Removing her lehenga, she kept it in the taxi and huffed in relief, god that was one heavy lehenga
After more 20 minutes of drive, I reached my destination,
The Airport.
Getting off the taxi, I payed the fare and as I was leaving, the driver called me out
"Arrey madam, atleast take your lehenga with you"
"No need, keep it as a gift from my side" I shouted as I ran inside the airport, with my duffle bag and did my happy dance
I am so smart, I escaped the problem before it even became a problem, now no one can get me married to that iceberg
I headed to the counter, to book a flight, I have anyways taken a three weeks holiday because of Di's wedding, but that chudail ran away, so atleast I can roam around somewhere
I noticed everyone glancing at my weird attire, with such a heavy blouse on and a jeans underneath with my makeup done, hair tied up in a perfect hairstyle, people stared at me as if I was an alien
"Don't worry people, I haven't run away from my marriage, this is just my style, I am not an alien, so please continue" I smiled at them and then turned around to face the person sitting behind the counter
