Firstmarriage Stories

Arpana could hear guests murmuring about the bride swap and the judgemental talks on how it is her second marriage. Arpana was immune to this kind of talk. What bothered her the most was this sudden marriage. Arpana didn't even know this person who was sitting next to her. Arpana's thoughts were interrupted when Arjun came closer with the nuptial chain, before she got the time to process what was happening, Arjun had already tied the nuptial chain and applied the vermillion on her forehead. A tear slowly rolled down her cheeks but before anyone could notice it, she wiped it away. Arpana was struggling to believe that she is no longer a widow but a married woman. That too, to a stranger. ...... Arjun and Aparna got married for the second time. Both lost their loved ones and is going to try their luck in a second marriage. However, unlike the first time, Aparna is going to be a replaced bride this time. Let's see where their journey together will take them.

The air was still in the dimly lit drawing room. Just the sound of rustling paper and quiet sobs. Sana sat, wrapped in a dull blue dupatta, trembling as the Qazi asked her name once again. "Sana Ameen... do you accept Raheel Zubair as your husband?" Her heart pounded so loud she thought it would echo through the room. Her eyes found her uncle's, and then her mother's tear-streaked face. This wasn't a wedding. It was a transaction. "Qubool hai," she whispered. Once. Twice. Thrice. And just like that... at only 18, she was married. To a man who hadn't even looked at her once. --- Raheel Zubair, 27, stood outside on the balcony, a lit cigarette between his fingers. He wasn't in a sherwani. He wasn't even in the mood. This was a farz, a final promise to his dying father. He didn't want a girl from a backward town, homeschooled and soft-spoken. He wanted a woman who could stand beside him, not hide behind walls. But here he was - tied to a girl he hadn't chosen. And here she was - tied to a man who wouldn't even acknowledge her. --- 6 Months Later... Nobody knew Sana was his wife. To his friends, she was "a cousin visiting." To his staff, she was "a girl from the village." To himself, she was just a duty - locked away in the guest room, wearing sindoor in private and waiting for him to come home. But he never did. Not to her. Until one day... she heard laughter from downstairs. A woman's voice. Sharp, confident. "Raheel, your fiancée's waiting!" Fiancée? Her hands went cold. Her feet wouldn't move. She ran down. She saw it. A beautiful woman, older, modern - slipping a ring on his finger while photographers clicked. Raheel didn't stop them. Raheel didn't look at her. That night, Sana waited at the door like she always did. But this time, when he entered, she asked: "What am I to you?" He looked at her blankly. "A mistake."

Story of my life... A battered, broken woman. Behind closed doors.

Highest Ranking: #3 in "truth" Arnav tells the real thruth behind his and Khushi's first marriage to both the Gupta's and Raizada's. What's going to happen now?? How will the two families react or more precisely how will the Gupta's react?? What if they decide to take away Khushi?? Read further if you want to know more.... Cover credit:@ninishta15