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.

I sighed, or I must have done nothing even if I knew already especially like Adah. That blind

now." Reshma aunty spoke as she gives me a sweet smile through the mirror, indicating how well my make up

"Maybe."

am sure, your husband won't able to take his eyes off of you." Sanaya, my cousin said,

that word gave me a strange

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

them that the pain is already there but in my heart cause of this so-called marriage,

a nice man, who will love you so much for sure, just be happy,"

I never saw, is the only thing I want

just nervous,

here with you." She

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

phone's screen flashed, showing me a message from Vishal, 'Waiting

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

my throat, I blocked his number. "I am sorry," I mumbled, looking down

my mom knocked on the door,

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 last step

the aisle, "You remember, right?" She asks. We slowly

nods, as we left the massive Jodhpuri castle-hotel behind, she leads me to the mandapa that was set up outside in the garden amongst the beautiful

selected people are invited to this wedding means only family members and a few friends that too from my husband's side, I guess, except for Vishal I had no one to call a

me in front of the fire pond as I

sense everyone raised from their chairs in his honor, yet, I didn't even tilt my head

body freezes, feeling 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 his head, matching perfectly with my clothes, he looks like a typical Rajasthani guy with dark

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