A girl clad in blue lehenga almost running with some gifts in her hands. She almost got slipped because of her dress, but still, she is not giving any importance to how her dupatta was almost falling down from her hands.
"Just one more turn than it will be complete." She said to herself while keeping the gifts into the car's backseat, driving at her doorsteps.
She is Samaira Singh, 23 years old. She is a very simple and innocent girl. She is a kind girl, every parent would be proud to have. She is beautiful and intelligent, just completed her graduation. First, she wanted to do medical but that cost a lot and she can't be more burden on her uncle.
Her parents died when she was just 6 years old, from that time she is living with her father's brother's family. Her uncle is a kind-hearted person, who couldn't leave his only brother's little girl crying on her parent's dead body. So, he brought her home.
Well, not everyone was happy with this in his family. They are still not. But she always tries to make her aunt happy. She does everything according to her, so she doesn't get pissed on her.
They have a daughter, named Dhriti who is 26 years old. It's her wedding today. Her uncle and the family was so happy when this alliance happened.
The whole house was decorated, everyone celebrated the ceremony for 3 days long with Mehandi, sangeet and haldi functions. Lots of relatives and neighbours came to congratulate the bride and they brought some gifts for her as well.
The music was being played at one corner of the party centre. Some friends of the bride were also dancing to the tune of music. Party included bringing some of the best catering from the town to cook virtually all kinds of delicious dishes to make the wedding ceremony even a more memorable one.
And it should be. It is a marriage of the country's one the of richest family's son.
The Rajvansh were the most respectful to everyone, as the ancestors of them were the zamindars and later they started doing their business outside the town. Now, their Grandson Abhimaan Rajvansh is exploring the business to all over India even in other countries.
He was 28 years old, most handsome eligible bachelor of India. He's every girl's dream. Just a glance at him. But he has a reserved personality. He is rude, arrogant and egoistic. But that's he is. He is proud of this.
He doesn't do business with pleasure, that's the thing which makes him different, and wanting more.
The news of him getting married comes like a shock to everyone. People's thought it would be some model or from the business world but his family wanted a girl with decent family from their hometown.
"What is this? Samaira!!". Have not I told you to finish this before the arrival of guests?" Her aunt Damini, in her 50s yelled at Samaira, who came to the room to pick up the rest of the gifts.
"Aunty....actually..." She looked down as she doesn't want to see the anger in her aunt's eyes, which must be turning red by now.
"What???? That you were just roaming around from the whole day" Her Aunt spat in anger.
Samaira shook her head in denial. "That's not true"
She was working since forever. She had other works to do given by her Aunt or Aunt's relatives.
But she can't complain. That's not her right here. How can she?? They gave her a place to live, food and let her study also. In return, at least she can do some small chores for them, right??
"Now, do you want to waste all the time here or are you going to do something productive." She said while keeping other stuff in her tray making her balance fall. But She keeps quiet and muttered a sorry.
"Now don't start to complain to your uncle, already he thinks that I'm a villain here," Damini said twisting her lips. It's clear she doesn't like Samaria.
One day, her husband brought his brother's daughter and announced that she will live with them from now. She didn't want that. They were not some rich people, they were trying hard to meet their needs and live a decent normal life.
"Mam, some guests were asking about you" A waiter came and informed her. On which she left eyeing Samaria strictly.
Samaira just nodded her head. She just wanted to leave the room. She has no guts to reply back or even gave a proper answer to her.
Her brimmed with tears but controlled them. She doesn't want her uncle to saw her like with. Her uncle really treats her like his daughter. Many times she has become the reason of rift between her uncle aunt. Everyone time her Aunt blames her.
Well, Dhriti her uncle's daughter, who is 3 years older than her. She keeps a normal distance to her. She just wants her works to do with her. She got everything without even asking for it, she even got live of her parents which Samaria always craved for.
Shrugged off all the thoughts, she keeps everything in the car. She saw the baraat has come on the main door. All quests were standing there to welcome the groom and the Rajvansh family.
"How will I go inside?" She thought biting her lower lip.
She can't just wait here. She has to go and check Dhriti if she needed something. She doesn't want her aunt to get angry again.
Finding no other option, she thought to go from the back door. At the backside, there was little dark as lighting was low. By the hallway, she knocked on the door. She waited for some time. And knocked again.
"Dhriti Di, baraat has arrived." She said while knocking the door. But she got no reply. She got a little tense. She heard the sound of something falling down.
"Di, Are you fine??" She said with concern. Still no reply.
She couldn't take it more, she was getting worried about her. She just opened the door and got little shocked on finding no one.
Her lehenga, jewellery was lying on the bed. Room was all messed up, the cupboard was open and also the windows. She saw a note on the table.
Her eyes widen on reading that note. "I can't do this. I'm sorry, I'm leaving. I love someone else and will marry him only".
Note fall down from her trembling hand. She is scared. She is scared of what will happen now.
She has no idea of the upcoming storm that is going to change her life completely.
Samaira was standing there still, for a moment, she heard the engine of a car and run to the window and saw her cousin sitting with a boy and rode off without even looking back. "Di....di.....please stop..." She yelled but she couldn't do anything. She has no idea what to do. She was just afraid now. She clutches the certain tightly to control her inner self. "I have to tell uncle and Aunty, ....yes,...I should.." She turned to go and found them already there with a confused look on there face, seeing her pale face."Where is Dhriti?" Damini asked roaming her eyes around the room, found her wedding dress on the bed, messed up the room with no presence of her daughter. Her uncle Ishwar Singh widen his eyes on realising the situation. He looked towards his wife, who also has a horrified expression on her face."This can't be happening....." In trembling voice, her uncle Ishwar said, his balance shook and about to fall but Samaira and his wife holds him and made his sit on a nearby co
She was standing there closing her eyes tightly, clutching the curtain. She knows she has to face this situation, she can't run or hide forever from them. But what will she say??How will she explain herself??What if they won't accept her?What if he won't accept her??Her eyes filled with warmed tears again, thinking about all the upcoming possibilities. She was busy fighting her own turmoil that didn't realize when the door got opened with a thud. She gasped. Abhimaan entered the door furiously and looked around to spot a figure hiding behind the curtains or trying to hide. Which was clearly a failed attempt. "So you think after cheating us, you can hide from me." He roared to her. She shivered hearing his loud and angry voice. I didn't cheat them. He fished hard, not wanting to do something wrong with a girl. The moment his mother told everyone about this, he got furious. How can someone dare to cheat on him and his family??He saw her in the morning sleeping on the couch
She was standing there, behind the curtain clutching it tightly, her eyes closed. She knew she had to face the situation, she couldn't run or hide forever from them. But what will she say?How will she explain herself?What if they won't accept her?What if he won't accept her?Her eyes filled with warmed tears again, thinking about all the upcoming possibilities. She was busy fighting her inner turmoil and didn't realize when the door opened with a thud. She gasped. Abhimaan entered the door furiously and looked around to spot a figure hiding behind the curtains or trying to hide. Which was a failed attempt. "So you think after cheating us, you can hide." He roared at her. She shivered hearing his loud and angry voice. I didn't cheat them. He fisted his hand so hard that it hurt, not wanting to do something wrong with a girl. The moment his mother told everyone about this, he was furious. How can someone dare to cheat on him and his family??He saw her in the morning, sleepi
Life is unexpected.Unpredictable Life plays games with you, and you can't do anything to stop them. Sometimes it gives you heartbreak, pain, suffering and sometimes it gives you love, care and respect. That's what happened with Samaira. At an early age, her parents died, making her lose everything. Making her accept that she will never be happy again because her parents are the biggest blessing she just lost. She accepted her pain. Her Suffering. Her loneliness.But a month ago, everything changed again. But this time maybe it was for good. Maybe...She didn't hear taunts from anyone. She doesn't have to hear what a burden she was. No yelling, shouting or angry faces. If marriage gives you this peace then she is happy to be married. Her new family loves her. They have accepted her as their daughter-in-law. That day, she came to know how much they respect their culture and tradition. Despite being the richest family, they still believed in relations and the bond of love. She d
What are you still doing here?" He asked angrily.Last time, he checked..he made it clear about not wanting her in his house. His eyes were oozing anger. His stronghold was hurting her, unknowingly. Her eyes turned glassy seeing his anger. She has never seen someone this angry, with this closeness. Her Aunt used to shout at her but this is something next level. "I....please, it's hurting..." She pleaded while trying to come out of his hold. He watched her struggling and pressed his lips tightly to control his rage. He left her and dashed out of the room.He needs to stay away from her at this moment or he will do something wrong. I need to talk to them.Samaira took a long breath which she was holding since she doesn't know. She hissed a little rubbing her arms, it will leave marks surely due to his tight hold. Her Husband.She thought to first change herself in something appropriate. She took plain green kurta with white leggings. All the while, she was just thinking about wha
It's been 2 two days since the heated argument between Abhimaan and his family. Since Samaira met her husband and he left her again. Without even trying to know her, he judged her with the doing of her family. The whole family was feeling restless. They can't leave their Son's marriage on the verge of destruction. When no one at the fault. It's just the fault of their stars, their situation. If they had met Samaira first, they would have chosen her instead of Dhriti. Samaira is more talented, sweet, beautiful and gold heart person. But they never met her. Her Aunt didn't want her to come in front of them. She was always jealous of her beauty and talent. There were so many things just like this which she never shared with anyone. Not even, her uncle knew about it. Samaira was watering in the garden lost in her thoughts. She loves to be here, with these fresh flowers, and fresh air. At least they are not like my life. Arunima came to her and stood beside her. They exchanged a warm
Breakfast is almost ready, you go and set the table?" Samaira asked one of the maids. She woke up earlier than usual and fresh and up not wanting to face him again. Being in the same room with him was torture for both of them. Both were avoiding each other. He slept on the bed and Samaira on the couch to keep her distance. He also didn't pay any heed to her. "After all, it's my room and She disturbed everything." With this thought, he slept soundlessly.Samaira went to the dining table, where everyone was present even Abhimaan. She glanced at him for a microsecond and served tea and breakfast to them. "You too sit with us, we will serve ourselves." It was Gautam who spoke, breaking her thoughts. Every day she ate with them. But, today she didn't want to. Being in the same room with him was already enough for her. He didn't say anything, didnโt even look up towards her. He poured himself his coffee, avoiding her. She felt bad."Dadaji, I made this fruit salad with almonds for y
The following night, Abhimaan was on Terrace, drinking and fuming with anger at Samaira. A mere girl has ruined his peaceful and content life. Even turned his whole family against him. Of course, her innocent face is not her reality. What kind of person would trade some other girl in their daughter's place?What kind of person would break every contact with their so-called daughter?And in what place would someone agree to spoil her own life?She has hatched some big plans. And my family is getting easily fooled by her innocent charm and beautiful heart. Bloody hell!"Abhi...." He closed his eyes and took a long breath to calm his inner rage. He put his glass aside, not wanting his mother to see him drinking. "Please Mother, I'm not in the right state to talk. We'll talk later." He said will finalty. "My sweet, sweet boy.." He felt her caressing his back, almost soothing him of his tiredness. He felt warmth instantly. A mother knows exactly when her child needs her love and war