Her pov :

At this moment I am sitting next to my newly married husband , whom I do not know except his name.

I am not the kind of girl who wants to marry some rich man . I have been yearning for love since childhood but I never got it, no doubt they give me proper food and education but I just want their love and some time which I haven't got in my 25 years.

Sometimes I feel jealous of my friends whose parents give them lots of love and care.. but unfortunately I don't get that.

If they hate me it doesn't mean I don't love them...

But suddenly my last hope that my parents would ever love me was shattered when they pressured me to get married to a complete stranger.

(Flashback)

I was going home from my college but I was not feeling good, it seemed as if something was wrong with me.

I don't know, I was feeling a strange fear and was feeling nervous. Thinking all this, I reached home but today there was some strange peace in the house which was pointing towards the coming storm.There are already many sorrows in my life, I cannot bear any more.

As soon as I enter the living room, I see mom and dad talking about something but they suddenly become silent after seeing me. Looking at his face it seemed that perhaps they were talking about me.

Today, looking at the faces of both of them, it seemed as if they were very happy. But the biggest shock was that both of them were smiling at me and this happens only when they have some work to do or want to show off in front of the world.

I don't know which bomb these two are going to burst on me today. I was crying inside myself and praying to God that nothing wrong would happen.

But suddenly dad called me. I went to him. He gestured for me to sit on the sofa. I sat down next to my mother who was giving me sinful smrik. And I want to tell you all that I was not feeling anything good after seeing her smrik.

I sat in silence. My father began, his voice stern and unwavering "shivani we have made a decision that you will marry Jayavardhan Singh Ranawat."

My breath caught in my throat, my eyes widening in shock. "But papa , I don't want to marry and I don't even know him," she protested weakly, her voice barely above a whisper.

But suddenly mom stood up and held my hand harshly and said "shadi to tumhe karne padegi fir chahe tum apni marji se Karo ya zabardasti lekin ye shadi to hokar rahegi"

Tears well up in my eyes after listening to her mother's words. Suddenly my father points towards my mother and asks her to leave my hand and comes and stands in front of me and says in a dangerous, forceful and loud voice " me itne saalo se tumhe jhel raha hu or nahi jhel sakta hai behtar hoga tum shadi k liye ha kar do or shukar manao ki tumhari shadi RANAWAT khandan m ho rhi hai Jo pure Rajasthan par hi nhi balki puri duniya par raaj karte hai or tum vaha ki maharani banogi "

Shivani : rani .....

Her mother said with bitterness "ha rani , they are royals of Jaipur or unhone khud ye rishta bheja hai, shukar manao bhagwan ka ki tumhari shadi ho bhi Rahi hai varna tum jese ladki s to koi humara nokar bhi shadi nahi karta"

"You will be married in a week and I don't want any further discussion on that topic" rajendra said with final tone.

And with this sentence his heart broke into pieces💔💔

After one week :

Today is my wedding and I don't know anything except my husband's name, nor did I try to find out. During this entire week I have cried but my tears were not visible to my parents.

When I came to the mandap , everyone's eyes were on me due to which I was feeling a little nervous.

When I was coming down from the stairs my eyes met his. His eyes were black in color and there was so much depth in them, I felt like drowning in his eyes.

When Pandit ji asked him to fill my hairline with vermillion, I closed my eyes, I don't know why!!!!

Some vermilion fell on my nose and I had heard from people that if a little vermilion falls on the nose while filling the prayer, it means that your husband loves you very much.

At the time of bidai, I was crying a lot, I don't know why, whereas the tears in my parents' eyes were just for show.

When mother told me all those things at the time of bidai , I felt that it was good that I got married, at least I would be free from these daily taunts.

Then suddenly a girl came and signaled me to sit in the car and I quietly sat down.But my tears were refusing to stop.

When he came and sat near me, my heart was beating fast and I was feeling calm due to his fragrance, but suddenly he shouted at me angrily which made me want to cry more, but hearing rani sa from his mouth made me feel some butterfly in my stomach. And after his warning I stop crying and look out of window.

(Flashback end)

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