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.

for the fact that I was never aware of the promise that my parents made or...or, I sighed, or I must have done nothing even if I knew already especially like

well my make up has been executed. Since Mom

"Maybe."

am sure, your husband won't able to take his

me a

knows, be careful first night could be painful for you." Aunty

I tell them that the pain is already there but in my heart cause of this so-called marriage, who knows what life

a nice man, who will love

is the only

happy just nervous,

but we are here with you." She tried to

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, and even though, I got it now,

me a message from Vishal,

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 after today, I can never

number. "I am

then my mom knocked on the

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 not much just till it won't come between my walking, a photographer was making the film of me, which grew the anxiety more in my body, I sighed in relief when I descended the

stairs, waiting for me to take me to the aisle, "You remember, right?" She asks. We slowly start to walk as I replied, "Yes, Mom, If I feel nervous, I just take a

castle-hotel behind, she leads me to the mandapa that was set up outside in the garden amongst the beautiful flowers and

too from my husband's side, I guess, except for Vishal

pond as I hear the announcement of him coming, "Kunwar sa Karan Suryavanshi, is

raised from their chairs in his honor, yet,

from the corner of my eyes, his biceps were popping out from his golden sherwani that was settling with a red turban on his head, matching perfectly with my clothes, he looks like a typical Rajasthani guy with dark

averted my sights from him to the pandit Ji