Yuvraj's pov:-
The sun shone in the backyard, it's soft glowing rays casting shadows throughout the place. The haldi function has begun and I don't think what's more gross , people actually like being painted like walls or the sticky smelly haldi paste .
And do not ask me about my condition. I sat here , wearing a yellow kurta , my hands over my thighs and my face smeared --no ,no ducked in a bucket of haldi.
And All thanks to my brother, who has taken the responsibility of making my own marriage unbearable for me . I was made to be sit on a pavement like structure, flowers surrounding it .
The bright yellow theme started irritating my eyes , it's brightness a stark contrast to my personality.
The function was going on with a thin partition separating me and her . Even through the white partition , I could her sitting there . Her smile sweet yet somehow a little strained .
My brother's mischievous laughter rang through the place , jerking my head towards the cause of it .
And there stood Meera , her hands on her lehanga , taking large steps towards vihaan. Drenched in a mixture of milk , water and haldi , she was a vision to eyes. Her hairs sticking to her face and neck and a natural flush adorned her cheeks.
The lehanga stuck to her body like a second skin and her lips lifted into a soft smile . Her dimples deepening by her smile while my heart skipped a beat . Even in a room full of people , I couldn't look away from her.
No one captured my attention in such a short span of time so much yet here I am , unable to withdraw my gaze from her .
And this is Just the beginning , no one knows how difficult it would be to live with her in the future .
She smiled , her eyes fixed on vihaan ,silently warning him about her upcoming actions.
And , splash !!! , a full bowl of haldi was thrown on Vihaan . His eyes closing in reflex while everyone else burst into fits of laughter.
A soft chuckle left my lips , the usual indifference slipping away for a while. Vihaan stiil recovering from the haldi attack , whined in a childish tone ;
Vihaan - Ye kya Kiya aapne bhabhi maa . Itne Sundar chehre par aisa nirday attack.
Her - Ha , toh shuruaat kisne ki thi Vihaan. Toh revenge toh Banta hai na .
She grinned triumphantly, her eyes crinkling at the corners . And I stood there staring at her , lost in my thoughts . My eyes moved to my family , wide smiles etched on their faces .
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Meera 's pov :-
The wedding day :-
Red , all I could see myself draped in a deep red coloured lehanga staring right into the mirror . It's embroidery delicate and glittering under the lights .
The deep red wedding outfit complementing my fair skin , my hair made in a low bun while soft glittery makeup enhanced my features.
To be honest, I looked beautiful. Too beautiful to be true . But I didn't feel beautiful. I felt ugly.
I felt used , broken. My heart heavy with pain .
My hands trembled with fear . Fear of the unknown, fear of being going through something same again .
My past flashed in front of my eyes , it's pain raw and brutal, my decisions still driven by it. A single drop of tear dropped on my hands , and then the dam broke.
Fresh tears rolled down my eyes, my sobs echoing silently in the room . I clutched my lehanga tightly, my knuckles turning white from the force .
I cried , cried for myself, my love , my heartbreak everything that went wrong . I cried for that 21 year old foolish girl , for my past self and on my fate .
Continuous knocking on the door, made me come out of my misery. I sniffed trying to control my tears , my hands hastily erasing the previous traces. Composing myself I uttered ,"Come in ."
My parents entered the room, there footsteps heavy with emotions. My father's hand flew to his mouth, emotions flickering in his eyes .
On the other hand my mother started sobbing softly . Tears pricked at the back of my eyes , seeing my parents emotional.
"Bilkul gudiya lag Rahi hai Mera bachha" my father said softly, his eyes glistening with tears. Without wasting time , I hugged him . My own emotions spilling over .
We cried in each other's embrace for few minutes, with my father uttering soothing words to calm me down . My mother too joined the hug.
All of a sudden a fake crying voice echoed in the room , I looked up to see my baby brother. Unshed tears surrounded his eyes yet a forced mischievous smile etched on his face .
" Aap log mere Bina group hug kar rahe ho . This is not fair . Mai iss Ghar ka sabse chota bachha hu ." He said in a childish tone .
His words betraying the emotions swirling in his eyes .
"Come here ." I called him softly , my voice hoarse from continuous crying.
He came and joined us , his arms tightening a little more around me . The air heavy with unspoken emotions while familiar warmth surrounded me . I basked in their embrace, my mind taking a break from the chaos happening inside my brain.
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