"Why did you marry me, Alessandro? I am nothing but a burden to everyone." Anupama says with a trembling voice. Tears are streaming down her rosy chicks.
"You are not a burden Cara. You are my wife and mother of our daughter. But before that, you ar...
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Anupama's POV:-
Do you ever feel like that your life is not worth living? Do you ever think that you are the real reason behind everyone's sorrow? Do you ever see so much hate in other people's eyes that you want to kill yourself?
I did and still have the same feeling about myself. I am the reason that my mother is not with us anymore. I am the reason why Baba has become so distant with everyone and also I am the one who brings misfortune to this family. I am not worth living but I am so much of a coward to take my own life by myself so like always I will go with the flow to see how much more is there to witness in the future. It's not like that anything can change in a span of time because it's me we are talking about who has never gotten her father's love or appreciation for a second in her life.
From childhood onwards, I have been trying to remove the tag of worthless from my head but it seems like every time I fail to do that. I have always tried my best to make everyone happy yet there is something where I am lacking behind. However, this time I will be doing the right thing to bring happiness in my father's life. I know how much his company means to him so if by sacrificing myself can bring bliss for him, then I am ready to do that. I just hope that now I can have a little place in his heart.
It's been already four days since Baba has announced my marriage with Mr. Bianchi which will be happening in the upcoming week. Today is Bijaya Dashami, the day when Goddess Durga will be returning to her house with her kids. It is also the end of this festival so every one of us is very emotional and with the moist eyes, we are preparing for the day. Apart from that, the news of my marriage has already been declared to our relatives and neighbors and everyone has come to congratulate me on my new life. Although every one of us has a smile on our faces to show our happiness but in reality, there is nothing to be happy and I know it very well.
"Anu come help me," Mamoni calls out to me breaking me from my chains of thoughts. I hurriedly go to her and see that she is having trouble with preparing Khichuri (Hotchpotch) which will be served today to all the guests.
"Let me cook it Mamoni. You go and get ready. The ladies have started to come for the sindoor khela. Thakurmaa will be angry if you don't get ready in time." I tell her taking the ladle from her hand. She tries to protest but one look from me and she is out of there.
A few moments later the Khichuri is ready so I start to make Gurer Payesh ( Rice pudding with jaggery) and Labra (mix vegetable curry). After making all the dishes I ask the maids to serve them when Thakurmaa would say. After that, I reach the pandal where everyone is busy playing Sindoor Khela which is a tradition to put sindoor (vermilion) on each other face on the morning of Bijaya Dashami. One of the aunties come towards me to put sindoor on my face but I hold her hand. Everyone is shocked seeing what I have done but how can I let someone put sindoor on me after what had happened with me.
"She is not married yet Lolita didi. Then why are you putting sindoor on her face?" Mamoni asks playfully trying to ease the tension.
"So what Mausumi? She will be married in a week so she can play with us." Saying this she puts a handful of sindoor on my face while all the ladies start to laugh. I feel tears start to come out of my eyes so I run towards my room ignoring all the calling of others. I lock the door of my room and get inside the bathroom before turning on the shower. I start to rub my face with both hands trying to get rid of the sindoor.
