'Married Strangers' || ✔

Prologue

Its Sunday morning and as usual I am standing here in the balcony of my room waiting for my husband to return. It has become my daily routine now. But who cares here, none!

I live here in this ridiculously big mansion with the long corridor leading to the huge living room, exquisitely decorated in antique artefacts, expensive carpets and unique, extra-ordinary furniture.
Must be wondering if I have everything than why am I not happy? The answer to this is him, my husband.
Let me introduce myself first. I am Nandini... Nandini Murthy and have turned to Nandini Malhotra few months back. I am 25 and I am young and smart , that's what people around me complements! I was born in Canada in a very respected family. My father name is Mr. Ram Murthy. Yes, the same man who rules Petroleum Industry in India as well as abroad. After getting married to my stupid heartless husband I have settled here in Malhotra villa, his home my prison.

What else?
Yup, I am married!
And no this isn't the one of the stories you all are thinking! Trust me when I say its not a superhero comes to rescue story. Please!!
It's a real story a story of a real marriage. If you ask me do you love him. I would probably stare at you in funny ways before burst out laughing on your face. Sorry! But the truth is I have not seen eye colour of my husband yet forget about love here. Six month ago, when I was emotionally tortured by my step mother for getting tied up with him. Actually, we both were.
My dad has given his dad a promise some where in his struggling day that I would be Malhotra's bride as soon as I get ready for marriage and see holla! Here I am decaying in the stinky stupid haunting beautifully large room for almost nothing!!!
It doesn't really feel any different anyway. I don't interfere in his day and he doesn't care to peep in my day affair. Although, he does not like the idea of me working. He wants me to stay at home and not do anything. Like seriously!!!
I don't know which century he belongs to!! Jerk!

He is stupid if I describe him in one word. God knows why I met him and why was he in this whole world that destiny chose him to be my husband? But I had developed an habbit in such a long run to do exactly what he says no. well he asked me to stop wearing jeans , I started to wear them more than before. Actually occasionally I have shifted my taste even to skirts just to see him all red when he notices.
If I forgot to mention then let me tell you I belong to a very conservative family and same goes with him. So western attire are not something appreciated !!
Err.. you can say a bit narrow minded people...

Wondering why I am hanging on balcony here! Please I am no tarzan to think about swing in air from third floor. He is not at home. He is never home as far as I remember. I started to get his idea of home. Its four walls with lots of files and stupid computer. Being a CEO and all he pretends to be more busy than he is needed. I am his wife and he has his duties. Duties which donot have my name anywhere in list. Why am I even complaining? But I wonder have he ever even looked at me..

This house feels empty when he is not there and becomes a war zone when he returns. Sometime I am forced to think which one is better but end up pulling my hair at last. Sigh!
This house is too big for us . its only we two stay here. I like peace and quietness but this is something I will never have wished even for my enemy if any. Who would want to be felt unwanted every day, every minute!

Wondering how I pass my time? I draw sketches and I dance. Yes, I love drawing specially I love to draw faces of one whom I love or have known. I have made big folders keeping the same safe in my cupboard which I have kept out of his reach. He knows it obviously but he never had asked or showed any interest to me ever. And so I don't care of his words anymore. And about dancing, then I am trained classical dancer ...so yes that's something I love since childhood!

So Yeah!! This is my story, my life story!

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