Nahush's Point Of View
"What do you mean by wife-to-be?" Mallika asked. It seems like she did not believe what I said.
"Our conversation is not yet completed Malli, please have your seat," I said while indicating with my hand towards the seat. She silently sat back on her seat and asked while arching her eyebrows, "Malli?"
"Yes, Malli! I think Malli sounds nicer. I hope you don't have any problem with it." I told her with a slight smirk. She just replied with a "Hmm". Even if she has any problem with me calling her Malli, still I'll call her that only. Actually, her name is beautiful, Mallika! But Mali sounds sweeter and I feel closer to her by calling her Malli.
Malli asked if I really don't have any problem with her looks or her style of living. For example, oiling her hair regularly, not removing hair from her body or threading her brows which every girl does, for which I said NO.
Yes, a business man's wife needs to be stylish but it doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if she doesn't wear fancy clothes, it doesn't matter if she doesn't groom herself as every girl does. Being clean, neat and tidy is important which she is. As well as she is even beautiful. She's a natural beauty. At least I won't have to wait for hours for her to get ready. Thinking so I chuckled a little which was noticeable to her.
She made a questioning face to which I just shook my head.
She kept both her hands on the table and asked, "But we can't deny the fact about our class difference. I'm a middle-class girl and you are way too rich. It may lead to some disputes in the future. You may get any girl of your standard, then why me?"
She is back in the class issue again! This girl! Thinking so, I replied to her question, "You are right. I can get any girl from my class, my standard, but my parents chose you. I'm following my parents and grandmother's decision and I don't think that they took any wrong decision for choosing you as my wife. And for our class difference issue, just think that why would my parents look for a middle-class family's girl for me if they had any problem with middle-class people?" I purposely told her that I'm marrying her just for my parents and grandma because I cannot tell my unknown feelings to her.
She just nodded in understanding. She took a look at her wristwatch and said, "Mmm, it's late. I should leave now." Saying so, she got up from her seat.
I too got up from my seat and we got out of the cafe, towards my car. While moving towards my car I said, "I'll drop you home." She just stopped on the way and faced towards me."Thank you but I'll go by myself."
"I can understand that till now we are just acquaintance and you may feel uncomfortable with me but from now on, our every ride will be together." I said with a smirk to which she smiled shyly and shooked her head saying, "No no no no, it's just that I like travelling by train. And who will miss Mumbai local train's journey which is full of entertainment."
I nodded in agreement. We all are aware of Mumbai local train's entertainment.
Suddenly I remembered something and changed my smiling face to a serious one and said, "Mallika, thought getting married to each other is our parents' decision but just like you, even I expect trust, loyalty, faithfulness from you towards our marriage and towards me. Never lie to me, never keep things hidden from me as these are some of the few things which I hate the most. Whatever it is, just let me know. I will always try to understand. I will always be there with you."
She just nodded in approval with a small smile. A smile reached her eyes. I really don't know why she just nods or shook her head. Can't she use a word to speak?
She again looked at her watch and nervously said bye to me. She just walked a few steps and I said loud enough for her to hear, "See you after five days on our engagement."
She turned her head suddenly as soon as I said those words. The shock was well evident on her face. She asked, almost exclaimed, "What?!" God! How cute she looks with that shocked expression. "Our wedding date is also fixed. Your parents will inform you soon." I said with a mischievous smile on my face. I entered my car and waiting for her to leave. She's going to be more shocked by knowing our wedding date. She's full of expressions.
Mallika's Point Of View
My engagement is after 5 days and they have even fixed our wedding date! Just after five days, I'll be engaged. Will I be able to fulfil and manage all my responsibilities, my presents, and my new relationships properly? Deva, please give me strength and always be with me.
The story is going slow?
But I think that those moments, those conversations before marriage are very crucial, important as the decision of getting married to that person or not is somehow depended on that small conversation.
Enjoy the rainy season!🌦️
Malika's Point Of ViewWaking up from my sleep because of my irritating alarm, I dismissed it without opening my eyes. It is my ever morning story with my alarm clock. It will keep on buzzing and I'll keep on making snoozing until I finally woke up. I'm not a morning person but I always wake up early morning earlier because of my school and college and now because of my job. But luckily today was a holiday so I woke up half an hour late. I really thank God for giving me a Saturday Sunday holiday.Stretching my arms I opened my eyes and yawned. I felt my both legs on something which felt like someone's legs? Suddenly something soft fall on my nose. My hands reached to remove that something when I realised it's a hand! I turned my face abruptly to see the owner of the hand and signed in relief. It was my cousin's sister.Then I remember that more than half of my maternal family members ca
Malika's Point Of ViewDoing my morning prayer and reading the holy book, my heart feeling a little peace. Keeping the holy book at its place, I marched towards the mirror in an attempt to take a glance to see how I look but failed because there's no space for me to stand in front of the mirror. Because the area near the mirror is occupied with my cousin sisters. It's good that at least my brothers got ready fast. I thought to go in my parents' room to have a single glance at the mirror but NO! Even that room's mirror is occupied with my family members.Disappointedly, I reached my room and searched for an empty space to sit. Finding a small space at the corner of the room, I went and sat there.Since early morning everyone started engagement preparation and after completing the remaining preparation they started getting ready for engagem
Third Person's Point Of ViewHesitantly he dialled the number. But to his disappointment, it just kept ringing and finally, the call ended. I will try for the second and last time. If she won't pick now than I would never call her again. Thinking so, he dialled her number again. While thinking of ending the call as again it just kept on ringing, he heard an irritated "hello!" by the receiver. The receiver answered the call at the last ring.Finally, she answered the call. I thought she won't receive it. But why is she sounding irritated? Isn't it me who should be irritated because of her not answering my calls? While thinking he forgot to answer her irritated greetings which made the receiver more irritate."Hello! Kon bolat ahe (who's this)?" She asked which brought him out of his thought. Clearing his throat he answered, "It's me."
Third Person's Point Of ViewFirst day of her pre-marriage ritual. The early morning was the 'Satyanarayan pooja' and then in evening was her mehndi function.Earlier she had worn a salwar kameez but on her sister's instinct she wore a ghagra choli, tied her hair in half ponytail and applied red lip balm and she was ready for her mehndi function.Both of her hands were occupied as the mehndi artist was doing their work. She became sad when she remembered her ex-boyfriend, as the mehndi artist asked her the name of her husband to write it on her palm with mehndi. She had planned so much about her wedding with her boyfriend. And now, Nahush name was written on her hand.She immediately wiped her unsheathed tears with her shoulder. She didn't want anyone to know about her broken heart.All were involved in doing preparations. Ladies o
Third Person's Point Of View"It's my father who is super-rich. I owe a different business which I created from the scratch." said Nahush giving a side glance to Mallika while focusing on his driving, thinking all that he had done just to talk to her about this.It was just a few days left for their marriage, he wanted to meet her. But he just couldn't ask her himself. His nature doesn't allow him to be the one to initiate any conversation or meet. A phone call is okay but asking her to meet him was too much, according to him. Therefore he soon finished all his office work and reached to his Malli's workplace. He doesn't want to agree but he is fully smitten by her. He wasn't sure if his feelings for her is love or not but he was sure that it is something which he never experienced and she means a lot for him.
Mallika's Point Of ViewAt 10 pm when the DJ was stopped and we stop our ranti(jungle) dance and headed to our house to have our dinner. I ate so much! All the dancing made me eat like a manic. It took almost half an hour to eat my dinner but my cousins- they completed their dinner in 10 minutes and headed towards don't know where.After dinner, I began to help in cleaning but all my aunties told me not to do and go to sleep as it's my last day at home. When 'last day at this home' falls on my ear, I felt like crying but controlled it.Opening my bedroom door, the sight in front of me made surprised and I jumped in happiness. My cousins were sticking EXO's poster with cello tape on the wall and it was looking wow! It looks like they have taken its print outs. And as soon as they saw me, Noor did something in her mobile and SHINee's Ring Ding Dong started to play. Toget
Third Person's Point Of ViewHugging her knees she sat on the cold floor of his room. Crying on how her fate played with her life. The life which she had begun with her husband and because of that husband she is crying on the third day of marriage.How come things change so drastically? Today evening, till their wedding Gondal function they both were happy, smiling and dreaming their perfect married life ahead and now everything is changed. Her left cheek could still feel the impact of his hands.Those happy moments from her wedding started to play in front of her eyes. That time when they sat to have their lunch...Before they could proceed with their lunch, Kanak stopped them and said to take ukhane before having their lunch and everyone supported her. How can there be no ukhane in
Mallika's Point Of ViewGiving a disgusting look at me, he threw the towel on a nearby chair and slept on the bed. Just like that? No regret, no apology, no shame of hitting his own wife! And here I thought that he would apologize. How stupid of me to think that. It's stupidity to expect an apology from a man who hits wife.What did I do? What is my fault? Why this so sudden change? What was he talking about hiding something from him? What the hell did I hide from him?! I told him whatever was important for him to know. What did I do to get this treatment?!Here I'm sitting on the cold floor and he is sleeping on the bed peacefully. I so want to go near him, wake him up and ask why did he behave this way with me. But I just cannot do that. My body is not ready to move from its shock state. I'm not ab