Part 1 Confusion

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Part -1 The confusion

Walking furiously pragya entered her house. The house in mess but it is much less messed than her life. It is so hard to resist the urge of explicit. What she thought? But what was happening? Is this she dreamt? The answer is simply, No. Sending abaft the thoughts she entered the hall after leaving the slippers out.
"Dad" frustrated, pragya called out her father.
"He is eating pragya beta. C'mon. You too sit and I'll serve you" said her mother Sarla lovingly. Not wanted to answer her mother she once again called out her father, this time loudly, "Papa". "What are you having for your father? You are so anxious to meet him. Wait pragya beta, He'll come once he finished his food" said her mother as she hovered to take the plates her husband had finished eating.
"Kya beta? Sit and eat. Whatever matter you have to talk, we will talk once you finished food. Okay? It is not good for a bride going to be not eating. And your mother had cooked foods today deliciously." replied Ragav arora, pragya's father.
"Let's see if this marriage happens. And talk about bride to be" said pragya to herself more than to anyone.
Moving to the dining table, which is preoccupied by the foods her mother cooked. Usually, pragya is not the one who take anything fret over her life. But when it comes to the matter it is about her marriage life, she does. But what was the need to starve something which is never worth of? Her mind asked her skeptically.
Her mouth chewed involuntarily, as her mound needed foods more than her to pour the matter that is already eating her up. The nostrils which are flaring and her cold body is enough to digest the foods it easily with its simple heat. Finishing the foods quickly, which eat barely, she moved to the hall.
"Papa. Did you give away the marriage invitations?" pragya asked her father with bated breath. Hoping that the answer is what she is expecting of.
"Yeah beta." Her father replied to her disappointment.
"What's the matter beta? Is anything we missed to print on it" sarla asked nervously, thinking that they had missed something really needed to print of.
"It is matter why we printed? Not that we missed to print something?" pragya muttered under her breath.
Her mother came next to her, who is standing aloof from her. Gathering the courage she tried to sentence her words, "Papa. Please stop giving marriage cards. And stop this marriage" She told her father in one breath, and waited for them to respond.
"Are you mad? What are you talking about?" Her mother exploded into angry, before her father replies her.
"Wait. Until the children sleep pragya. We will talk about this later" said Ragav patiently acted  as if he had not heard what pragya had said.
Pragya face moved to her sister and brother who are also in the hall left unnoticed by her. Pragya waited enduringly for her sister and brother wishing to fast asleep. For once her wish is answered without late, her brother Aarav and sister Disha moved to the bed wishing her good night.
"Only if the problem solved, it will be good night" thought pragya.
"Tell me now, what you blabbered before?" inquired her father.
"I said it before na papa, Please stop this marriage. That's it I like to tell you papa. Please stop this marriage papa" solicited pragya.
"What does stop marriage means? Tell me the reasons pragya. It is not buying or throwing toys pragya like you wish. It is marriage we can't decide simply by your request" complained her father.
"Papa. He bhi na. I get to know that he is not good" said pragya embarrassingly.

"He? Who is he?"
"He the one who you chosen to marry me"
"Not good means. What?" probed Ragav seeking the answer that stirring her daughter's ticker? Adding fuel to the situation, her mother who is patent till now, questioned her, "Not good means. I can't make it out pragya? Did he drink, smoke?" asked doubtfully.
Pragya felt like the air in the surrounding squeezed, as she have her voice, "He had girl friends papa" said pragya not looking    onto them.
To her surprise, her father lead out a chuckle and prompted, "Girl friends and boy friends are so easy in this century." replied back Ragav at pragya.
"It is not like that friend; he had contact with girls like relationship. Living and breaking relation" she tried to make her voice clever to all, but still Ragav smiled at her and said, "He is rich man, it is easier for them to have relation. You can change him after marriage. And we are indebted to him, he paid our loan and we are free from loans and everything"
Pragya hands flinched on hearing her parents so easy on him, and making her life hell, her anger rose up, "So you are talking, as if he paid your loans for me, it means you sold myself".
"Pragya!" Sarla shouted hearing her words. Pragya even felt sorry for the words she said, and bit her lips.
"You are determined about this. Nothing like you are thinking of, it is confirmed you are marrying him. Other than nothing, no more talks" said Ragav in it is final tone.
Pragya watched her father and mother leaving her behind mess of confusions, the other two options only remained to get out of this marriage.
  She left to sleep with her mother wishing at least she will understand her issues of.

To be continued,
Thanks for reading,
Nasreen Ayesha.
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