JOURNEY FROM YOU TO US

✦ | CHAPTER 15 | ✦

(POV's would be running damn parallel, I shall mention their names before writing it
Enjoy the story of around a lot of words to be true. I am including the events of a day before marriage, reception and after the marriage too)

Vennela's POV

It's true for what I expected since the day I decided partially to quit my job for few days, but indirectly nannamma made me to do so! I chuckled over my situation that who am I? what am I made of? Is this really me? Am I the one who believed for postponing the engagement to next year actually got engaged just 2 weeks ago with Karthik, he continued to be my fiancè for 2 weeks and he is gonna be my husband from tomorrow onwards.

My life never had been this hustled since my childhood. Nannamma was discharged because of my marriage. The wedding hall booking for engagement, events, sangeet, bachelorette party, and finally wedding events for around 30 continuous hours is believed. Over that tomorrow is my bride making ceremony (pellikuturu). It's already 11:45 pm. Thinking of tomorrow makes me faint but it's my wedding.

Everyone's happy; Nannamma, Nanna, Amma, Ani, Shobha, Karthik, my to-be in-laws and their family and my family too. His friends and all. Except me. I don't know why was I pretending to put a smile on my face. I don't remember half of my family. I don't know people, coz whooping whole my life I dedicated to earn money, spend them on studying and earning degree and again do job.

I am very traditional minded, and conservative orthodoxical and utterly paranoidal assaholic, workaholic and non home choring woman. I have never been able to cope up overwhelming situations, thus I got rejected in JEE Advanced with -2 marks for cut-off. What if and what the fuck questions and situations arrive in my mind and to prevent them I am being patient enough to answer all the questions from my cousins.

Until my marriage, I never knew the whole damn so many members from different places might come. I just knew names of them and that's because my mom shares me every news as she attends their marriages and ceremonies. Dad and Ani of course they know them because they are giving company to their first G.F(my mom). 

 Srinivas. He is my Bava(son of aunt). Now he is Wed to Siah Goenka, the next-gen of Snehika and Dakshith Goenka's daughter and one of the most richest people in the field of consumer goods and electrical products brand. Srinivas Rahul is his name. He has done his B.tech from IIT Bombay and met the intelligent brat Siah. Till his 18 years everything was fine and wonderful. Our family had these clashes on making Ani to persue his higher studies. My dad asked my Nannamma to give one of the ancestral lands to put in mortgage so that we could send him to persue masters in UCLA. But things changed. It turns out really bad when my Attha started to poke about us. My Nannamma was very selfless person. She loved her daughter more. So she hesitated to give us papers, soon a fight broke. 

Now situation came as such that my Nannamma came to her realisations and she apologised my father and mother for her mistakes. As a son he had always a big heart to forgive, he forgave her. My mother was an outsider anyways, she has no word except to obey what my dad says. No one's are to be blamed. Mostly another week she will survive. Hardly. 

"Chitti" my brother Anirudh broke me out of my trance.

"Ani, come......sit" I made him place in my room which was filled with flowers, bouquets, so many saree bags, my attire that I am gonna wear, my suitcase with which I will be going to Karthik's home and most importantly jewelry and makeup things.

"What pooja, your aren't done yet with my sistes's legs" he asks his friend, pooja. She owns a bridal makeover consultancy so sheherswlf came with her top artists to give a makeover to me.

"Ahhmmm, mostly yeah Anirudh" she said.

"Where is she?"he asked me.

"Your wife has been roaming this this whole place for past 2 hours, she comes for a min and vanishes to end of Hall in another second" pooja said funnily to Anirudh.