It was 7 in the morning and we were sitting in his car. I was not in my rational state of thinking. The whole car ride was surrounded with silence and nothing else. We were sitting in the backseat. He was engrossed in his phone while I was just staring at my lehenga. The bangles and anklets that I wore were suffocating. It was like I have been caged in a prison and these...these wedding symbols are the signs that are screaming to me that there is no escape out of it. I don't know why this all is happening to me.

Why can't I just have my normal and peaceful life like others?

I know that if this all is happening then there must be a reason behind it but still god what have I done to bear all this?.

It's okay if I can't get my parents'love. It's okay if nobody is by my side but can't I just live on my own terms and conditions?

Was all these sufferings a waste? I tried so hard to be independent,to stand on my own feet but...but all this is now nothing but my defeat. Lost my self respect to get bounded into a relationship I didn't want to get engaged in.

"Marriage", a pure relation , a divine connection of love between two souls, a promise of forever, a bond that contains love and only love. The declaration of being with someone for all the seven lives. To spend your moments of grief and happiness with your one and only for eternity. The end of mine and the start of us, it is indeed a pure bond in everybody's life but maybe it wasn't written in mine.

The pure bond in which I am tangled just for someone's own good it...it just doesn't suit right.

Maybe I am thinking too much because God has seen it, God has planned everything maybe this all shall be a part of it. If he has written my destiny then he also might have written my way out of it.

Things aren't going as I planned them to be but I have faith in my kanha ji he will definitely make everything fine and I will leave this akdu janwar forever.

My thoughts were haltered by a heavy voice of him. "If you have cooked enough in your brain then get out of the car cause we have reached."

I didn't turn to his side and just got out of the car. He came out. While he was instructing the driver i looked up to take a view of his house...um..sorry too big to be referred to as a house, of course Richy rich akdu janwar.

"Ab yha khadi iss ghar ko ghurti hi rahogi ya andar bhi chalogi." I furrowed my brows at his comment and just gave him a deadpan look.

He smirked, looking at me like that. What the hell.

I swear if I didn't have the debt on me then I would have killed him for sure.

I just rolled my eyes and gripped my lehenga in my hands and started taking big steps towards his mansion, without caring about him.

I was so angry and consumed that I didn't even noticed when my feet twisted and I stumbled but before I could fall down he held my hand pulled me towards him. For a moment our eyes met but the anger in our eyes was still as fierce as before. His right hand was intertwined with my left one, our hands were gripped together so tightly that he could too feel my quicking pulse rate.

He and I, both pulled back from each other but why the hell is my heart pounding this loudly.

I didn't glance at his side, i simply ignored him and started walking again but this time he was beside me.

We reached the main door of the mansion and he opened the door.

He stepped inside while I was still standing there holding up my lehenga deciding whether to step inside or just to run away from here.

Shaking up my head at the second thought I raised my foot to step inside when someone's voice stopped me in my tracks.

"Rukiye", an elderly voice came to my ears and I looked towards the source of sound.

It was an elderly lady, she was so beautiful that for once I thought was she even real?

She came towards us, a little angry yet with a look of mild satisfaction on her face. She called for some house help and said something to them in a low voice.

Then she reached up to the akdu janwar and pulled his ear and bent him to her height.

He hissed in pain and said dadiii.

For once, every thought in my mind just vanished away. And I controlled the urge to laugh at the situation in front of me.

"Khotya, tu viah Kara lita te menu bataun di wi zehmat ni kiti, mai tenu mana thodi karna siga aeni sohni voti lan layi", she said still gripping his ear in her hand.

(Khotya - a word used by Punjabi mothers for their children, you married and you didn't even care to tell me about it. I wouldn't have dropped you from bringing such a beautiful bride.)

I didn't know what she said. But I am sure she scolded him and then at last said something about me.i am happy cause he deserves this. Akdu Janwar.

"Ahh...dadi sorry mera kan toh chhoriye sb batata hu na mai apko" he said to her. This is so much fun watching him like this.

She left his ear, gave him a glare and then with a smile on her face she came to me and cupped my face in her hands and kissed my forehead. Her touches are warm like home. She then made hand gestures to remove the evil eye from me and then finally she spoke to me.

"Did he force you?"She asked. I was startled at her concern as she is totally opposite of her grandson. I looked at him and he gestured for me to say no but this time I smirked. It was my turn to take my revenge but he cut me off by his comment.

"Kya dadi aap bhi, apko apke pote pe vishwas nahi hai kya? Hum pyar karte hai ek dusre se. Aise hi thodi kisi bhi ladki se jabardasti shadi karlunga."He said to her.

I was flabbergasted at how he twisted the whole scenario. My mouth left open and I lip synced 50 shades of akdu janwar.

She turned towards me and then asked me if it's all true. Unsure of what to reply I again looked at him and this time he again threatend me regarding debt.oh gosh.i sighed internally.

I simply nodded to what she asked me.

She smiled and then she took his hand and made him stand beside me.

"Ma'am we have arranged all the things you asked for." the house help said.

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