In a small cottage of a village which was well decorated with Flowers, Dias and Mandap. There sat a man and a woman sitting quietly getting married, in the face of the man there could be seen that he was not happy. On the other side his wife sat covering her face with a veil timidly.

The rituals was taking place one after another .The mother if the girl was crying silently under the veil while doing the rituals as her precious daughter was getting married ,her father was too feeling sad that their daughter would leave them after this ,but he was seen being more prideful that his daughter is getting married to the Sarpanch himself .



Now it was the time for the Pherae where both the groom and the bride got up and started doing the Pherae making promises to each other. Soon the wedding completed. And now it was the time for the Vidaai,the hardest part for the brides' family.

Every person of the bride were crying their heart out hugging the bride . After taking the elders blessing they drove off from there.

...Komal POV...

I never thought that when this day would come, I will be this sad I feel not even going to my Sasural. All of my family were crying except my Father. One Aunty once told me that I am getting married even with my this dark tone. When She told me this I felt like crying more and more. I never thought that I would marry in the thakur Family . While sneaking glances at my husband during the phera it felt like he is not happy marrying me . Even what I am thinking who even would be happy marrying me. I got married into their family because of my dad, she was once friends with the thakurain. I just hope that everything goes good . Even I don't have expectation that my marriage would be good, but I just hope it just not abusive. Even if there is violence I can't do anything I have to endure it or end myself. I have heard that My husband is the most dangerous man, he was once married to a city girl. After hearing all these I don't think that there will be love in this marriage.

After Vida ai We sat in the car. I had never been on a car before. My family are not that rich that they could afford a car. The one girl sitting beside me offered me water.

She seemed kind and I took it, she was really beautiful un, ke me .Her long eyelashes ,her hair was long, and she was not married.Even after trying so much I couldn't like Myself.Who could love themselves after staying in such society who didn't leave a chance to talk about my darker skin . The car had left the village and I felt like crying more ,even after all these things that was my home I couldnt care less about it.

Hope you like the story it's my first time writing . Please comment and like it would encourage. Me on keep updating.

Authors Pov✨

After one hour the Car reached the Haveli . The women were standing outside the haveli to welcome the new member. As soon as the car stopped Vikrant didn't spare a glance at komal and went outside. Radhika took Komal out of the car. Sudha Vikrant mother performed the aarti, but there was no happiness at her face. And then they started doing the other rituals.Everything was going well when one of the ladies said in front of all the woman.

(Sudha teri bahu ka rang to todha sawra hai.) Sudha your daughter in law is quite brown

At this comment Sudha face got darken, and she started throwing glares at komal . It could be seen that she was actually not happy with her new daughter-in-law. Then dadi said to the woman(Agar sawri hui bhi toh kya hua humari Bahu h woh) Even If she's brown then what's the problem she is our daughter-in-law. At this remark everyone became silent. Then Dadi told radhika that to take komal to rest.

Radhika Took Komal to Vikrant room

Radhika-Bhabhi yeh vikrant bhaiya ka kamra hai yani ki apka bhi .Ap apni kapde badal lijiye sham hone ko ayi hai. Apke baksa hum bhijwate hai.(This is Vikrant brother room and your room too you can change your clothes here ,change your clothes .Iam sending your suitcase)

After Radhika left soon komal changed her clothes, and started seeing the room. It was nothing like her room back in home. It was spacious unlike her. The room smelled like Vikrant . Just then The door creaked open and Vikrant entered. The anger on his face was visible. He looked at komal strode towards her and tightly holded her jaw and said.

Vikrant-Agar tumne kabhi bhi iss ghar mai Shagun ki jagah lene ki koshish bhi ki naa. To mujhse bura koi nhi hoga .(If you ever tried to take Shagun place in this house then I will not leave you)

The eyes of komal filled with tears after hearing this. She didn't even know anyone in this house and already her husband was starting to treat her like this. But after gathering courage she said to Vikrant.

.Komal-Ji main esa kyun karungi(Why will I do this)

Vikrant shoved her away with force and as a result she fell on the ground.Komal was crying as she got up. And again Vikrant came close to her and said.

Vikrant- Tum yaha Naukrani Banne ayi ho nah to Naukrani ban kar rehana ,Agar use jyada kuch banne ki koshish ki na to mujhse bura koi nhi hoga .(You have come here as a maid right then be like a maid and if you tried to become. More than that then I will show you my wrath),

With this Vikrant started searching for his clothes and went to the washroom,while komal just say at the bed and kept crying for her fate and what would happen to her .She was all alone in this house there was no one who was of her and now her husband too was like this what would be of her.