Was it really an arranged marriage?
Author: Author Jiya
Was it really an arranged marriage?
We are heading back to our home after the engagement ceremony. My mom is over excited. It's looking like she had been engaged today.
I reached late at home and my parents were sitting in the hall probably waiting for me. And after I sat, soon my mom's questionnaire began.
As usual I was getting impatient. My mom stopped asking looking at me growing impatient. I quickly went back to my room.
After a week, my mom fixed meeting with my so-called in-laws. Then they decided the marriage date after 4 months.
My mom asked if I had any problem. I didn't have any as I also want to finish this drama as soon as possible.
But something I didn't expect happened. My parents and in-laws decided to live in the same residential area to let me and Nisha may understand each other in a better way.
I couldn't believe this. It was definitely my mom's idea becoz the area they decided was Gokuldham residential area where we own two villas. Much to the surprise, my company was nearer to that area than I am living in the villa now.
My parents also insisted Sharma family to live there with us as their company was also nearer to that area. My father specially insisted Kishan uncle and his father to live with us. They eventually agreed.
I was angry on my mom. She literally pleaded me to say yes. And I agreed in the end. I was feeling like a headache coming on my way.
We all moved the next day I agreed. I looked at my mom, she was quite happy to move in a villa. I couldn't do anything to her.
It has been two days we are living here and I am going out of my mind. One villa was for our family, definitely becoz I don't like noise around me. And the second one for Sharma and Agrawal family.
But as the other villa needs some renovation, we all lived in one villa. Tomorrow the Sharma and Agrawal family will move to the villa opposite side.
The villas were face to face. It was build like one can see the other from terrace.
It was good since two days but today, whole the Sharma family is very excited as their dearest daughter is coming today.
I have urgent meetings today so I left earlier than before.
I came late at home. It's 2 AM in the night. I quickly went into my room and changed my clothes. I came downstairs as I was thirsty and my jug was empty.
As soon as I entered into kitchen, I saw a girl standing infront of refrigerator. She had her back towards me. She was wearing nightgown that reached upto her knees.
I couldn't remember any girl in this villa except my so-called fiance. She then slowly took out a box and went towards the kitchen counter. She was walking tip toed as if she was a thief. She then took out a bowl and spoon. Her movements were slow and steady. There was only a dim light in the kitchen. She turned around and I saw her face.
My eyes turned colder the next second. "It's you" I coldly said.
She looked at me with a frown. She had icecream in her hand. She narrowed her eyes and asked me, "who are you?"
And my eyes turned colder.
The morning sunshine came through curtains in my room and I opened my eyes. I smiled brightly looking towards the picture on the bed table. It's the picture of me with my three brothers. I took it and kissed it. Then I took another picture that was of me with my whole family. I missed everyone.
Today I am finally returning to Delhi. I quickly got up from bed and packed my luggage.
Suddenly I remembered, I didn't even brushed. I tap my forehead as excitement was written all over my face. I am finally going back after 6 whole months.
'Yeah....yeah, it's other thing that your family members would appear every week here', my brain racked my heart.
'Even if they came here every week, I miss them every day' my heart replied. '
Yeah, but there is still someone who didn't came to meet not even talked to you on phone', my brain again said.
This time my heart didn't answered and my hands stopped working too. I felt sad. A lone tear passed from my left eye. I quickly wiped it and began packing.
My family called numerous times before my plane took off. This time I especially told them that no one will come to Paris. I will myself come back to Delhi after all I am 24 now.
My family is such a crazy for me. I have three brothers. People say there is difference between brother and cousin. But it's a bullshit. I always say I have three brothers. Although two are from another mother, but those mothers are also mine. My brother Shaurya from the same mother is two years elder than me but always obeys me. He is calm and sweet. My younger brother Ishaan is just two months younger than me. He is son of Kishan chachu and Rehana chachi. Both chachu and chachi told me stories about exchanging kids. I always teased Ishaan that he is of no value. Ishaan is like my tail. He never leaves me alone. When I was coming to Paris, he went on hunger strike to come with me but I refused him. And then comes my youngest brother Ashish who is two years younger than me. He is son of Sona chachi and Shivam chachu. He is naughty and haughty but he is like a child infront of me. Sometimes he suffered loses when I make plans but he never left me.
And now the most important and strict people in my family are my grandfather and my grandmother. But they are like soft icecream with me. I inherited my beauty from my grandmother. People who saw me don't believed that I am from India. I look like foreigner due to my bright and fair skin colour and hazel brown eyes. Indian people have mixed type of skin colour. And this is all because of my grandmother becoz she is from England and I inherited her features.
About my parents...I don't have a father. My family told me my father died from myocardial infarction. I don't know why but my heart never believed their story.
And my mother....forget it.
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