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.

of the promise that my parents made or...or, I sighed, or I must have done nothing

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

"Maybe."

able to take his eyes off of you."

gave me a strange

be painful for you."

but in my

love you so much for sure, just

is the only thing I want right now.

happy just

in understanding, "I can understand, but we are here with you." She tried to give

by my laws. I am

a message from Vishal, 'Waiting

reading this, the tears were formed in my eyes in the thought that I am going to

blocked his number. "I am sorry," I mumbled, looking down at the phone in

on

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

she leads me to the mandapa that was set up outside in the garden amongst the beautiful flowers and butterflies flying around.

and a few friends that too from my husband's side, I guess, except for Vishal I had no one to call a friend and a few minutes ago,

breath, mom sat me in front of the fire pond as I

honor, yet, I

his 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

sights from him to the pandit Ji who was in front of us, reading