Now here i am starting a story.. I have not edited it after typing and i dun have much time right now.. Its just raw..
Today was her birthday.. her 18th one.. The most important for her.. She woke up on hearing mother singing "Happy birthday Shikha".. She quickly got ready.. chossing a bright red coloured salwar kameez... She was happy today.. very happy.. She was 18 today.. EIGHTEEN.. She was waiting for this day to come since she was 16.. studying in 11th grade and blindly in love with Ansh.. He was the most handsome boy in their school... Being a gunda did not bother her.. She was blinded with his love..
After school she went on to study in a college.. whereas he started managing his father's business.. He couldnot get admission into a good college since his marks were way below average.. But they continued their relationship.. their love.. by secret meetings.. away from her parent's vying eyes.. She knew her parents would never agree to let her marry ansh.. So she waited for her 18th birthday.. when she could marry without asking her parents...
That was the actual reason for her happiness today.. She was going to get married today in a temple.. everything was already arranged by Ansh and his frens.. She just needed to reach there in time.. Butterflies churned up in her stomach.. Excitement and anticipations of her first night were accupying her mind all through the way..
She got married simply.. without consent or knowledge of their parents.. Both of them now were relieved for everything went without any disruption.. They went back home.. first went to Shikha's home.. Nervously she buzzed the bell.. Her mom opened it, knowing it would be shikha and everyone else waited in drawing room with a cake and 18 burning candles..
"Shikhaaaaaa" Screamed her mom after seeing the sindoor on her forehead.. She just kept looking at her and the man who accompanied her.. Her father rushed outside.. "what happened?".. He too saw shikha and just stood beside her mother.. speechless..
"Papa, I.. I am sorry for all this.. please meet Ansh.. i married him.. i hope you wont be angry on me.. i just had to do this".. Her father moved towards her.. She too moved toward him, to hug him.. and expecting to be hugged back.. Right there, right then a voice echoed through her home.. He slapped her.. hard.. "Why? Why did you do this?".. She could not answer.. What could she say anyway.
All her relatives were present there.. watching the whole drama.. A quick wedding was planned with everyone invited.. They did not want their girl to go to her in-laws without a proper vidaii..
She came to her new home.. full with hopes of future.. hopes of a blessed life.. hopes of a happy family..
As soon as all people from her new home left.. Ansh's mother, Rekha, called her and saw her from tip to toe.. like examining a new washing machine for her home.. she was not happy.. Not at all happy.. He wanted her son to marry a girl from their business associate's daughter.. she would have brought a lot of dowry.. whereas Shikha brought nothing. She was in her same red salwar kameez.. Her parents though wealthy, did not want to give her any part of the money they had collected for her marriage.. She married without asking them so they argued she should not be given any thing. that was all her fault.. Shikha did not even care.. but Rekha did.. Her mother-in-law minded it a lot.. Why shouldnt she.. she often dreamt of the money her son will bring on his marriage.. Now all her dreams were slashed by this girl..