Arranged Marriage ✓

Arranged Marriage ✓

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What happens when Nishita Mehta, one of the youngest Indian Surgeons gets unwillingly married to Darshan Raval, the youth icon of India? Does she try to live happily and start up a family with him and his family? Or, does she leave everything and everyone behind to complete her F. C. P. S. degree, that her parents didn't let her to? And, does Darshan try to make peace with Nishita? Do they get to live happily after their marriage? Does their lives take a dramatically chaotic turn? Do they ever fall in love? Or even, does one of them love another one? "The more I tried to push him away from me, he came even closer. The closeness between us, was strangling me. He wasn't mine, he could never be mine - I knew it. But, I was in love with him. And love doesn't abide by everything. It doesn't listen to anyone. But I had to... I'll have to do it, against my will. I have to do it for him and his happiness, I'll set him free from me..." "What was happening to me? Why was I sticking to her like a magnet? What was the thing that I felt between us? What was the feeling when I was that close to her? This closeness between us, is driving me mad. I had to know what the feeling was. And whilst discovering the feeling, did I... fell for it?" Here's presenting - 'Arranged Marriage' - to you. Do vote and comment, if you like it! ♥
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On a lavishly decorated altar sparkling with luxury, two people stood exchanging their wedding vows. The bride wore a stunning red lehenga, while the groom was dressed in a simple blue sherwani. He looked more like a friend than a husband on his own wedding day. Still, Shraddha, like any typical Indian bride, didn't bother much about it. In fact, she was very excited about beginning her new life, even though it was an arranged marriage. When the ceremony concluded, the Pandit Ji instructed Anand, the groom, to apply vermillion to her forehead. Shraddha smiled shyly as he leaned forward to smear it on her. Anand was a renowned doctor who was twice her age that secretly harbored a deep, inexplicable hatred for her. But why? Just as the vermillion touched her forehead, a deafening explosion shook the entire hall. Decorations came crashing down, and guests screamed and scattered in panic. Amidst the chaos, Anand saw the altar beginning to collapse. He turned and fled, leaving Shraddha behind. He did not care whether she lived or died. All he wanted was to escape the burden he had been forced to accept which was, her. Shraddha saw him running away with the priest. She tried to stand, but her lehenga caught on a nail, trapping her in place. The next morning, after what should have been their wedding night, Anand's cold words shattered whatever hope she had carried with her. He made it clear he would never touch her, not even to save her life. His heart, he said, would always belong to his late wife.

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