" Shalini ji... kuch toh bolo."
"Ji."
I stared at her like - seriously? "Bas ji? Aur kuch nahi?"
She hesitated, then asked, "Ye... aapki dusri shaadi hai?"
The question hit me like a surprise exam paper. "Kya?"
She waited for an answer I didn't give.
Then, with the same calm tone, she added,
"Toh... aapki pehli patni kidar hai phir?"
I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. The air between us went oddly still.
She glanced down, muttering under her breath,
"Kitni pyaari kismat hai... sab use hi milta hai."
I frowned. "No... what the hell are you talking about, Shalini ji?"
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A traditional arranged marriage. Two strangers, joined by fate.
Siddhartha, a disciplined professor, marries a girl without seeing her face.
Shalini, a soft-spoken girl with a quiet past, accepts the marriage with a silent heart.
But on their first night, when he lifts her veil, everything changes.
She's not just his wife... she's his student.
What happens when the bond of sindoor brings two people together - in the most unexpected way?