It's Love Or Destiny ? (Completed)

It's Love or Destiny? Part 1

Shehnaz's pov:-
I was sitting in front of mirror all ready for my marriage...or i say for my imprisonment. Generally all girls are happy on their marriage day as it is known as the very important and special day in life...but mine case is different i m going to marry a man whom i don't even know...can you believe me i don't even know his name...what is this i am doing ? I am asking this question again and again to myself....but not getting the answer

I heard a knock on the door and here is my cousin saying me that everybody is asking for the bride...i looked myself again in the mirror and again...a lone tear escaped from my eyes but shrugged that tear....she hold me and take me to the mandap where my would be husband is waiting for me...husband my foot he is not even looking to me he is not even intrested in marrying me....i looked at him and then my gaze went beside him here he is standing whom i wants to marry who is love of my life my heart my breathes my kabiir...i felt to run and hugged him tightly i can see the tears in his eyes which he is trying to hide with his smile

We both are looking at each other with a smile full oof sadness suddenly someone holds my hand i looked toward that person here he is my so called would be husband...i felt slap him for touching me without my permission

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Let's go beautiful it's our marriage...i can't wait more...

Who is he to hold me...and how dare he...i m fuckin irritated...how he talks to me...how his gaze travel on me...he knows...i know...he knows everything...but he bloddy stole his brother's happiness...yes yes you are hearing me right he is kabir's brother...koi bhai apne hi bhai ke sath aisa kaise kar skta hai...koi apne hi bhai ke pyar ko kaise cheen skta hai...maine aajtak zindagi mein sirf pyaar karna sikha hai but just becoz of you mr. Shukla....i m very first time going to hate somebody...you are not less than a monster for me...i hate you mr. Shukla...don't ever think ke aap mujhe kabhi bhi apna bana payenge aisa kabi nhi hoga kabhi nhi

My thoughts was disturbed by the priest who is constantly chanting mantra....ab aap vadhu ke gale mein mangalsutra pehnaiye....the priest orders

And here the devil holds the thread full of beads and look towards me and gave a dirty smirk...i know he is the happiest now but his attitude...i m going to ruin it very soon...he snatched all my dreams that i watched with kabir...he is going to regret his actions

Ab aap vadhu ke mang mein sindoor bhariye....priest again orders

Then i get to know he is done with mangalsutra and now that bloddy vermilion....his hand travelled to my head partion...i closed my eyes...i promise mr. Shukla aap mujhe kabhi hasil nhi kar paenge kabhi nhi kabhi nhi...i felt like screaming on the top of my voice

Ab vivah sampann hua aaj se aap dono pati patni hai...priest said smiling

And here i can see every dream every moments every happiness of mine breaking down

Now it's time for fun beautiful...somebody murmers these words in my ears and i don't need to look at that bastard i know who is he

Chalien beta a lady at his 40s come to me...he is kabir's mother smiling

Offcourse she will smile...unka beta jo settle ho gya...but ismein inki koi glti nhi hai

Ji...i said trying my best match her smile

I was on gate where a luxurious car is waiting for me all decorates with flowers but my gaze is somewhere else...my brother who is smiling with teary eyes i goes to him

Meri motto aaj itti badi ho gyi ke apne ghar ja rhi hai...i hate these words it sounds like the home where i spend half of my life seems to be my imagination

Tu kyu bhej rha rok le apni motto ko....mai kaise rahungi waha tere bina bta....i asked

Tu to sherni hai rote nhi makeup kharab ho jana hai fer bhootni ban jaegi...i smiled thinking that how could anyone even smile at this critical moment...but here he is...my brother

I love you shehbazzzz...love you too motto and we hugged

Chalein...a voice came from behind its his mom tapping head to calm down

Ji...i said again move to that car and in no time i reached to his house...or i said the so called shukla mansion...it's huge and beautiful no doubt...but not of my use...i was happy in my small house but now i have to spend my whole life or i say rest of my life in this golden prison

Let's move in beautiful...the night is waiting long...and our room is waiting for us...again his irritating voice hits my ears

We move inside in the hall...i saw that their are many worker standing with a blissfull smile i can't even count may be more than 100

Sidharth mamu....a boy looking of 5 years come to us and hugged him tightly....sidharth his name sidharth...now i know his name...sidharth

Sidharth mamu mujhe bhi mamu se milao

Ha kyu nhi meet your mami

I looked at him...but wait where he is pointing...he is not pointing at me
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Ha to ab socho...ke kise pointout kiya sidharth ne socho socho...or ye btao ke ye story kaisi lagi aapko agar acchi lagi to plz comment karo and agar acchi nhi lagi to say it clearly i will stop writing....bye bye love you all inna sara❤❤❤❤❤

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