Chapter 18. Shadi ya Dikhawa?

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My mother placed the red ghunghat on my head

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My mother placed the red ghunghat on my head

And I opened my eyes to look at the beautiful figure in the mirror

Humne kabhi nahi socha tha, dulhan Bane hum itne khoobsurat dikhenge!

She applied a nazar tika to me and kissed my head

I don't know why but I think I'm angry at them

My parents

I never thought about this day.

Where I won't feel like talking to mumma or sit with papa and ask him about his day.

Its just that .. I'm disappointed in them.

If only they had heard my explanations then maybe the situation would be different

I didn't looked at my mother.

She knows I'm angry her. Then why is she not trying to tell me not to. Why is walking away?.
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After 5-10 minutes I heard a knock
"Rajkumari, chaliye. Wakt ho gaya hai!"

I took a deep breath.

I looked at my reflection and promised one thing

This is only for my family and only because it's my mistake.

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I heard a series of gasps as I was sitting patiently at the mandap

Wishing this to get over soon

I looked up see what caused such reaction
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My breath hitched

Carrying the heavy red lehenga, adorned with minimal jewels, like they were made for her

And walking gracefully towards me, her head low and eyes not leaving the floor. Indeed she is a Rajkumari.

She looked ...

Mine

At this very moment it hit me.

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