A promise: That changed my life

Siya

"Now, it's time for makeup," My mom's sister Reshma aunty says, showing the bag filled with makeup products.

"No, aunty, you know na, I hate the heaviness and taste of makeup a lot."

"I am not telling you to eat them, also you have to look like a fairy today, it's your wedding."

"So what? Ain't I am looking fairy enough already?!" I argued.

"No, you are not, "

"Aunty-" She interjected me.

"If you love your aunty you will use them."

I sighed defeated, "FINE."

It's been a couple of weeks since I am preparing myself for this day, I never knew that I am not able to choose the man whom I want to marry, no one cares for my opinion, thanks to my sister, she runs away because she is a girl and I stuck here at her place because I am a girl the difference of thin line between us is she only thought about herself and I thought about my parents.

'By taking her place.' My parents responded.

'No, Mom, how can I-' they cut me off, by joining their hands together in the plea.

'We beg you, Siya, your sister has already given us enough trouble by running away, she has forgotten the promise but we haven't and it's very important for our family and its reputation or we won't able to live, happily ever again.' Dad cried.

I ran towards them, 'Dad, if it's that important, I will do as you say.' My dad isn't a person who cries for nothing but if he is doing then I am sure it's a big thing and nothing comes first to me than their happiness. And this my responsibility.

promise that my parents made or...or, I sighed, or I must have done nothing even if I knew already

a sweet smile through the mirror, indicating how well my make up has been executed. Since Mom is busy preparing for the

"Maybe."

won't able to take his eyes off

that word gave me a strange sensation in my

be painful for you." Aunty teased, preventing her naughty

but in my heart cause of

man, who will love you so

love from the man I never saw, is the only thing I want right

just nervous,

we are here with you." She tried to give me confidence

with the look, I am holding, that was sent to me by my laws. I am indeed looking like a royal princess as my hair combed back beautifully with hairpins and flowers. As a child, I always dreamt of something like this,

me a message from Vishal, 'Waiting for

how self-controlled it took me not to broke down reading this, the tears were formed in my eyes in the thought that I am going to lie to Vishal and

the lump in my throat, I blocked his number. "I am sorry," I

knocked on

around my head and headed downstairs, lifting my lehenga a bit up from the front to prevent falling whereas my aunt and Sanaya lifted from the back bottom but

of the stairs, waiting for me to take me to the aisle, "You remember, right?" She asks. We slowly

set up outside in the garden amongst the beautiful flowers and butterflies flying around. It

that too from my husband's side, I guess, except for Vishal I had no one to call a

sat me in front of the fire pond as I hear the announcement of him coming, "Kunwar

their chairs in his honor, yet, I didn't even tilt my head to

presence next to me, I gawk at him from the corner of my eyes, his biceps were popping out from his golden sherwani that was settling with a red turban on his

me as I quickly averted my sights from him to the pandit Ji who was in front of us,