Roshni
"They're definitely here!" Isha squealed and I suddenly became very nervous. It would be the first time seeing him.
Will I be able to do this? What if I'm not his type or worst his family comes to dislike me when they see me?. – these questions invaded my mind.
Vid must have sense my nervousness, she came closer to me and placed a hand on my shoulder. "Don't be nervous, Rosh, everything will be fine" she assured.
"Thanks Vid." I appreciated, placing my hand on hers which was still my shoulder.
Minutes later, the house help came to my room and inform me that the guests have arrived and mom wanted me to come down quickly.
I can do this.
I can do this.
I can do this.
I chanted repeatedly in an attempt to calm my nervousness and muster some confidence.
Are you really sure you can do this or you're just convincing yourself you can when you obviously can't? My subconscious questioned.
"Come on, Rosh, let's get moving." Vid said pulling me out from my trance.
I took a deep breath.
You can do this, you're excited to meet my future husband. – I reminded myself as we stood up and made our way downstairs.
While my friends and I were approaching, I saw a middle aged man and a woman sitting beside him – the same woman who was introduced last week as Rajveer's mum.
They must be Raj's parents – I gathered.
My gaze darted to a very fair skinned, handsome young man sitting on our couch. His hair was neatly styled and his lips were slightly pouted and pink in colour. Beside him, was a girl of about my age with a scrunched up face.
Is he Raj?
He definitely is, I can tell by his dressing.
He is so handsome and.......
"Rosh, come on, let's go. You can stare at him all you want after everything has been finalized." Vid said.
I didn't even realized I stopped walking. I quickly averted my gaze to the floor and blushed at what she just said.
All the guests had arrived and all eyes were on me when I finally approached them. I felt like falling down on my face. I wished the floor would just open and engulf me. I was shaking with nervousness.
"Don't be nervous, bestie." Vid whispered into my ear.
"Thanks Vid, for the support." I smiled. I didn't know what I would do without her.
"We are best friends for a reason." she smiled back.
I finally looked up and my eyes met with the person I assumed to be Rajveer. I wanted to keep looking at him to memorize his face, his handsome face, but he looked away immediately.
I wonder why he did that! Could he be disappointed in the way I look? I asked myself.
You need to stop feeling insecure about your looks. You're perfect just the way you're. – a voice in my mind whispered.
After everyone was done with greetings and all, the engagement ceremony started. We exchanged rings awkwardly, then the elders advised we spend some time together and get to know more of each other.
He looked disgusted by the idea, but I didn't put any meaning to the expression he had on. I guessed it was just me thinking that.
We excused ourselves, then walked out to the garden, but none of us said a word to each other, I decided to break the deafening silence in the atmosphere. Maybe he was shy to do so – I gathered. Before I could talk, he cleared his throat and to my surprise, he started speaking.
"Roshni, I guess that's your name?" He asked with a blank expression
"Yes." I replied, shyly.
"I'm sorry for what I am about to tell you right now, I just don't want you having misconceptions about this marriage." He cleared his throat once more.
"What do you mean?" I asked, puzzled.
"I don't fancy beating about the bush, so I will go straight to the point. I don't like you and I want to get married to you either. I agreed to do this only because my mum requested that of me and I couldn't say no." He stated, emotionlessly.
I thought I was told he agreed to the marriage and was also happy for it. What suddenly changed?
"What are you trying to say?" I asked, trying to get things straight.
"You shouldn't have any expectation from me or from this marriage because I'm sure it won't last." he said, shattering my heart into pieces.
I was so excited about this day, I didn't expect my husband to be saying all he did to me today. "If you don't want this marriage, then why did you allow the engagement take place." I asked with furrowed brows.
"As I said before, because my mom is very important to me and I couldn't say no to her wishes." he answered
"Why are you just telling me all these now? You could have looked for me and—"
"Would you have cancel everything?" He asked, cutting me off.
"Yes, I would, but now it's too late, how will I be able to tell my parents I don't want to get married to you after the engagement has already been done?" I questioned.
"I'm not forcing or asking you to cancel anything. If you wish to, you can. I'm just telling you how I feel about you and this marriage of a thing." he said, heartlessly.
My feelings didn't matter to him and now it was too late. I had already began to fall in love with him even before I saw him.
"Excuse me." he said and within a blink of an eyes, he was gone.
I sat down on a nearby bench and tears started falling from my eyes subconsciously.
I was told he was excited, then how comes he doesn't like me even a bit!
I just can't tell my parent I don't want to get married anymore, they would be disappointed and hurt, I will have to put their feelings above mine and just go ahead and get married to Raj regardless of what he said.I will be stuck to a man who doesn't love me. Love? Scratch that. A man who doesn't even like me a bit.____________________________________
Roshni as well as Raj were shocked by what Eshaan did. It wasn't like him to something like that to his sister. He has always been overprotective of her. "What she said is true... You only like her and not me!" Eshaan bursted into tears, his gaze fixed on his father, making it obvious that his outburst was directed at him. Raj couldn't believe what came out of Eshaan's mouth. Knowing how he was, Raj knew it must have been with him for a very long time for him to blurt everything out now and Kiran telling him that only added fuel to the fire. He shook his head in disbelief and muttered "these kids" under his breath. "That's not true, baby," Roshni was quick to chime in, putting Kiran down and moving closer to Eshaan. Just as she was about to touch him, he moved back.But that didn't stop Roshni from holding his tiny hands in hers. "Daddy loves you just as much as he loves Kiran. You both are his kids. We love you equally. There is no favoritism. None at all. You and your brother are
"Why are you telling me this now? Does Raj know about this?" Roshni asked. "No no... He doesn't and I don't want him to know... Just yet. I'm telling you all these right now because I need someone to confide in and I figured you're the best person for that right now," Sam shrugged. "What do you want to happen now?" Roshni asked, curiously. "I want you to please support me. That's all I need from you," Sam replied, her eyes glistening with tears. A support from a single person was what she needed at that moment. She feared Roshni might not be able to support her. It was her worst fear. "Your parents will never be able to accept him. Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying this to discourage you, but for you to be fully prepared," Roshni voiced. She had come to know the family she married into. "I know," Sam stated, sadly. She, of all people knew how judgemental her family tended to get. And despite knowing that, giving up wasn't in her dictionary. "And you still insist on going ahead w
Roshni looked at him in disbelief. "What did the girl do? It doesn't matter what she did. Kiran has no right at all to hit her or anyone else and that's why I'm going to punish her this time. She needs to know what she did is wrong and never have to repeat it again." "Didn't you promise never to hit someone again?" Raj asked Kiran, who had her head rested on Raj's shoulder and hands tightly wrapped around his neck. "But she started it first! She stole my drawing book," Kiran defended herself. "You should have reported her to your teacher, why didn't you?" Raj asked, putting her down unwillingly due to how tight her grip was around him. She didn't want him to put her down but he had to, to make her see and know how serious he was about her spiteful behavior. "I'm sorry daddy," she apologized, her eyes welling up with tears. "Tell me, what happens in school when you do something wrong?" Raj asked swatting down to her level. "They punish us," she replied. "And why?" He questioned.
Six years later... "Alright teacher, I'm so sorry about her behaviour," Roshni finished talking to her kids' teacher and threw a glare at Kiran. "What happened in school today?" She asked, trying to keep her anger at bay. She was tired of receiving a complaint call about Kiran almost everyday. It needed to stop!"We were given a classwork by our teacher, I dre-" she was still talking when Roshni cut her off. "You know exactly what I'm asking of Kiran," she said, sternly. "Why did you hit a pupil in school today?""I didn't-" she attempted to lie. "You know you can't lie to me right? Now give me an answer, why did you? " Roshni asked a bit more sternly now. "She pissed me off!" Kiran yelled. "How so?" Roshni questioned. "She took my drawing book away!" Kiran answered with attitude. "She did? And is that a valid reason to hit her?" Roshni asked. She was beginning to lose her patience with her. She was becoming too spoiled for her liking. Roshni could remember the time when such co
RoshniSix months later "Push!!!" The midwife yelled from between my spread legs. I pushed with all of my might and screamed. The contractions were in every forty seconds. Taking deep breaths proved cumbersome for me. The pain was unendurable for me. I couldn't bear any of it and I started to panic. What if I didn't make it or worse, my children. Yes, it was confirmed months ago by a doctor during one of my ultrasound exams. Raj and I were overjoyed for the double blessing God had given us. "Ahhhhh!!!" I screamed in anguish as my contractions came back in full force. I squeezed Raj's hand harder in return to somehow numb the pain. He wiped my sweat away with handkerchief and kept on encouraging me to try harder and that the pain was all for our babies. He was speaking to me, but I couldn't hear a word he was uttering as my mind went blank and his voice as well as the voices of the midwives and doctors floated in the air and dissipated. I was drowning in the unbearable pain that seem
Third personExactly two months since Yash and Vidhi's wedding. They went to Paris for their honeymoon and spent two weeks before finally coming back to India. All the nervousness Vidhi felt before the wedding was now replaced with contentment and love. She felt secured as his wife and that she was good enough. The advise Roshni gave her was still vivid in her mind. She would forever cherish it together with the friendship they shared. The night was still young with stars and moon beautifying the sky. Vidhi and Yash were in the balcony in each other's arms enjoying the cool breeze of the night. "Babe?" Vidhi called. "Yes, babe?" Yash answered. "How many kids do you want us to have?" She asked the question she had been longing to know the answer to. "Just ten," Yash replied and Vidhi sprung up. "What! Ten? You're kidding!" She said."No I'm not!" Yash denied."You don't love me anymore, do you?" Vidhi asked feigning hurt. "Of course I do, that's why I wanna have lots of babies w