Episode 1

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.

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