Expectation Of Love |Finding Love After Marriage ✔|

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Life will never provide warranties and guarantees, it can only provide possibilities and opportunities, it's up to us to convert them into success.

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Rajveer

"Dad! How could you make such a rash decision for me! I am an adult for crying out loud. You both didn't even bother to ask for my opinion, instead, you went ahead and fixed my marriage with some girl I know nothing about. With due respect dad, mum—" I looked averted my gaze to mum's direction. "I refuse to get married right now." I said with finality. The decision was simply uncalled for and retrogressive. How did they expect me to live the rest of my life with a stranger? It just wasn't right and old fashioned.

I was still deep in my thoughts when I felt a hand connect with my left cheek so violently that I could swear I saw stars floating and dissipating into the air.  My eyes widened in total disbelief at what just happened and before I could open my mouth and speak, she beat me to it.

"How dare you try to go against what your dad and I have decided for you.
We, as your parent only want what's best for you and Roshni is the ideal wife for you. We have known her parents for more than a decade now and have arranged for you two to get married when the time arrives. I don't plan on going back on my words." Mom said disappointedly.

Dad tried to calm her down by placing a hand on her shoulder, but she shrugged it away angrily. "Get your hand off me and let me finish." She said through gritted teeth and her gaze averted back to me. "You must get married to her Raj, whether you like it or not, unless you want to see me dead." She finished and stormed away furiously.

"Dad, please talk to her. I can't just commit the rest of my life to a person I don't even love or have ever even seen before. A strange!" I pleaded, my voice laced with only a tiny bit of hope. I couldn't imagine what my life would be if the marriage would push through. It would be a total disaster. I was definitely not ready for any kind of commitment, especially that of marriage – they ought to understand and respect my decision.

"We only want the best for you son and getting married to that girl would be the best thing for you, but if marrying her would make you sad, I will try my best to convince your mom to allow you make your own decision, for your happiness is much more important to us." he smiled and patted me on the shoulder before going upstairs to their room to convince mom – I suppose.

"This is going to be tough!" I muttered underneath my breath and sauntered to my room.

Stepping into my room, I plopped right into bed with my gaze fixed outside the widow, staring at nowhere in particular – into space. At twenty three, mum still thought it was okay to make decisions on my behalf. She thought it was that easy to abide by everything she wanted. She wanted me to settle down with someone – worst, someone I didn't know a thing about. Is that even possible? I didn't know and definitely was not ready to give it a try. I still had a life to live. I promised myself not to give in to mum's demand this time around. It had always been a thing I did, but that would have to stop.

Mom was a very strict and demanding person. She always tried — no, enforced her decisions on us – on me especially, and that was exactly what she was trying to do again by asking me to get married to some stranger. A stranger for God's sake in the 21th century? Who does that these days?

I was astounded when I came home from a friend's house, Yash and overheard their conversation. It wasn't my intention to eavesdrop. I never eavesdropped, but when I heard my name being mentioned, I became curious and out of curiosity, my manners flew out of the window and I decided to listen to their conversation, but only for a while.