Heer was a girl who lived in her dreams. always dreaming about her future life and future husband though she was a modern girl but she believed in marriages, love but she hated hookup culture .
she was a beautiful girl who was always loved by people...
It's been 2 days since our last interaction, which was our first meet actually. and today I'm getting ready for that man, to marry that man. Yes, today is my Nikah with Farjad khan. And from today I'll be Heer Farjad Khan.
My Nikah's joda(dress) has came from my in laws. It's a minimal wedding Just my family and his family. Not even relatives are invited because they would talk about why I'm getting married so early?, is something wrong with me?. They'll think all sorts of bad things for me.
So I'm not required to get all glamed up for this. I did just minimal makeup.
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This was the joda they sent so I applied same shade of lipstick,a bit more blush and done. I had to wear some jwellery too which also came from his family.
I'm feeling anxious. What am I doing with my life?. I hope I don't regret doing this for my family. Ya allah, rehem farma (oh god, have mercy).
I was at the venue now which is his house itself. The Nikah is happening in his backyard only. The decoration is simple yet beautiful and it's a sunset wedding. There's mostly white flowers and lil bit of pink. I like the decorations.
After some time we were sitting infront of each other,a curtain of flowers between us. He wore a sherwani with delicate rose gold and pink embroidery on it, just like my dress. The kaazi asked me "kya aapko farjad khan se ye Nikah Kabul hai?"( Do you want to marry Farjad Khan?) My heart started beating so fast I thought it was gonna come out of my throat.my hands slightly shaky. " Kabul hai"( I do) . He asked same to farjad and just like that we were announced as husband and wife.
Then everyone headed towards the dining area and ate. After the rest of rituals were done, it was time for my rukhsati.
I felt so heart broken when everyone was standing near the gate and my father came towards me. I no longer could keep my tears from falling. I hugged him and started crying. He started to comfort me just like he used to do when I was just his little princes. "Don't cry my princess, papa is always with you. You'll just give me one phone call and I'll be here for you". "I love you papa". I sobbed. "I know my bacha and I love you too". Then he turned to farjad and said "beta, if ever in your life you no longer wanna keep her, be with her, just bring her to me. I'll take her happily. Just promise me you'll never hurt her and you'll always protect her." "She's my only daughter and I love her" he said with tears running down his face And a fresh wave of tears came in my eyes. "I promise uncle I'll never hurt her and I'll protect her with my life".
After my family left I was escorted to Farjad's room which now is our room. I can't believe I'm gonna share this room with him. I sat there alone, waiting, thinking what I should do now.
