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Through the window, Ira saw Vivan and his family entering Rai mansion . She stood there for a while, looking at the guests coming in . Scorn leaked from her face as she snorted . The lively atmosphere was in contrast to the dreariness upstairs .
Her house stood majestic, dressed in strings of flowers and lightning . Since they arrived, the event became more lively and vibrant . Out of her door, Ashay yelled, "Groom is here . Come soon . "
Ira snorted . She had to attend the celebration since it was her engagement party . In a Hindu wedding, before the actual marriage ceremony, was the ritual of engagement . This marked the official 'asking' of the bride's hand by the groom's family . It was a function held a few days before her marriage .
She opened the door and walked into the corridor . Curtains with strings of white Jasmine stretched to the stairs . A mild aroma filled the place . But she had no heart to appreciate the beauty .
Ignoring the crowd's odd eyes, step by step, she walked down the stairs . When she saw an astounded Vivan, she smirked .
He looked up the second floor and finally saw the figure he was waiting to see . The moment his eyes came to her, his smile went stiff .
The hall was adorned with red drapes and candles .
In a setting of the red celebration, she stood in all black!
Draped in a black saree with no jewelry, she emitted gloom . Black color in such a scene was seen as "bad luck" even a taboo .
There was no joy in her heart . The fact that this marriage was arranged against her wishes was enough to give birth to hatred . She showed up in the charcoal black to express her rebellion .
Vivan hesitated for a moment before walking to her . She turned to find the man standing before her . He had reached out take her hand before the last step .
Her hands hung on her side as her lips straightened . She wanted to see some restlessness on his face . Unfortunately, except for a sweet smile, his face didn't display much .
She walked straight off to their seats, leaving him . He pulled back his hand and walked behind her .
She stared at the man beside her and raised her eyebrows . Was he aware of the contempt behind her face?
A few whispers could be heard from the people around her . They must have been talking about her attire .
Soon the function began . After a short prayer, they exchanged rings . Vivan's mother, Tara Shah, got her traditional gold bangles and some jewelry she refused to wear . The family heirloom was left on the side . She sat there, indifferent to the vibrant atmosphere around her . All the time she didn't say a word or replied to anyone's remarks .
The ceremony holds a religious quotient attached to it . It marks the union of the two individuals as well as their families .
Yet during such an important event, she demeaned Vivan as well as her in-laws . Her own family was angry about her behavior . In fact, she not only embarrassed Vivan but also herself that day . Fortunately, the ceremony was private and had only a few close relatives, or else this would have been forever in minds of people to be made fun of .
Since then, Vivan wore his ring all the time . His empty finger was a rare sight . While she never had hers . Even now she had no recollection what she did with it . Threw it? Sold it? Lost it?
No one would be willing to be humiliated in such a way . This man, above all the greatness, accepted an egoist woman like her . Why did he?
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'Right from the start, you asked no questions .
You didn't demand anything but gave me everything .
Didn't even complain or judge
You offered it all with a smile .
I don't know anything except this—
I see my world in you . My life, my soul, my God . '
A drop of tear slid from her crimson face to his hand, which still held hers . She raised her head .
"I will always wear this . " Her moist eyes glistened with joy .
"You are my own . "
The only thing she knew was she couldn't lose this man, couldn't live without him anymore . One couldn't fantom the fear she held at that moment . Did he already become her life?
Chapter end
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