Keesh-Ae Dil Hai Mushkil(SS)💞💔💖(Completed✔️)

Shot 1-Tragedy 'or 'Destiny

Keerti' s POV:

This wedding was all anybody could talk about for months. I loved weddings there was just something about the 'till death do us part' line that got me every time.
The idea of two people deciding to spend the rest of their lives together was so utterly romantic and everything about a wedding symbolized that for me. Though it had surprised me that my elder sister had agreed to the wedding so early for only two months after meeting Naksh Singhania but I guess when you find the 'One' there isn't a lot left to think about.

Hopefully I'd managed to find my soul mate too. Aditya was everything I could ever ask for and more. Sweet, sensitive and compassionate, he was the ideal boyfriend .

I got up to examine myself in the full length mirror placed in my room, ignoring the increasingly loud voices that had started coming from the hallway. Whatever it was that was wrong now could be handled, just like it had been handled previously. Seriously, they just needed to calm down"log sahi kehte hai chahe videsh ho ya apna desh indian weddings be the same,full of mess.."I chuckled

I was examining myself in front of the mirror for the millionth time when suddenly an assortment of people walked in halting me in my tracks. My parents, Sister's in-laws the Singhanias and her fiancé Naksh along with my chachu Akhilesh and Chachi Surekha all stormed right in without as much as a knock but a look on their faces made that thought go away immediately. Worry was etched on to their features and my mother looked pale enough to faint at any moment. Oh no, something's terrible's happened I thought to myself, dread filling my body. It was how defeated and haunted my father looked that told me that the problem was bigger than the usual wedding woes. He was never one to worry about the small things and was generally a very optimistic man, if something had managed to take a toll on him then it had to be bad.

"What is it?" I found myself asking them, my heart racing a mile a minute.

No one answered; they looked like they didn't have the courage to answer my question.

After what seemed like an eternity, it was my Chachi who answered, her face contorting into a mask of pain and sorrow. Okay, now I was officially freaking out.

"we found this in your sister's room." She said holding up a piece of writing paper. I walked towards her, my legs shaking as I did so and grabbed it from her. On it, in my sister Tara 's handwriting were written the words.

I'm sorry but I can't do this. I can't go through with this wedding, I don't love him. Please try to understand that I'm doing this for the both of us. I'm going away and I'm not sure if I ever plan on coming back. Don't try to find me and please don't hate me.

A gasp left my lips as I held the note in my trembling hands. This could not be happening, it had to be some kind of a sick joke that everyone was playing on me. My eyes searched their faces for any sign of contradiction but there was none. Everyone was just as shocked as I was and just as hurt. However one face confirmed the horrifying fact.

Naksh!!He looked so broken, so dejected and crushed that I felt my heart ache for him. His shoulders were slumped in defeat, his entire body tensed and stiffened and his fists clenched. That however wasn't the worst part, the worst part was how he was trying to be strong and not give away the amount of pain he felt but I could see it. His eyes told a story of their own and there was nothing false in that story. How could my sister do this to him?

"keeru we know that this must be so difficult for you but the fact is that we have a wedding to go to in less than four hours with over three thousand people arriving."

I looked at my aunt like she had lost her mind. What wedding? The bride had run away, she had made a terrible mess and had left us all to deal . There wasn't going to be a wedding anymore, how could there be?

As if reading my mind, my father spoke up, his voice completely lacking the confidence I normally associated with it, "We can't cancel the wedding . Keeru Bacha aaj tak tumne joh pucha I gave u ,Pehli baar tumpe yakeen aur umeed dono karke bolraha hoonIt'll ruin us, all of us. If a wedding doesn't take place today not only will we be utterly humiliated but we could stand to lose everything,Goenka aur Singhanias ka business tie- ups personal aur professional relationship sabme asar padega" he choked out and I stared at him stupidly not knowing where this was headed.

My mother, someone who would never allow herself to be humbled by anyone looked at me then, pleading with me with her eyes.

"We need your help keerti beta. You're the only one who can save this family now."My papa my hero pleaded

Approximately four hours later I was taken into the mandap . A long veil covered my face and the corset I wore under the dress molded my shape to fit into the dress. My sister's wedding dress.

The music began to play and I fixed my gaze firmly to the ground, begging myself to not let any tears escape. My father linked his arm with mine as everyone else left the room.

"keerti,beta aaj aapne apne papa ki izzat bachali , you've no idea what this means to us." He whispered in my ear and I nodded my head slightly, not trusting myself to speak.

I walked towards the mandap, my father gripping my arm tightly, comforting me but all the while. He let go of me when we reached where Naksh and his best man stood and after completing his duty of giving me away, left me alone to take the biggest step in my life.

The vows were said, the lies concealed as I took Naksh Singhania to be my husband, for better or for worse.
My actions were just robotic as someone had neutralised my emotions. I had always dreamt of the day so much I would get married but now I knew better. Those dreams hadn't been dreams to begin with they had been signs of  nightmare to me.

One sentence, I whispered as the priest pronounced us husband and wife,hoping they would somehow reach him.

"Im sorry Aditya I really loved you, please forgive me for this,I hope u move on.."

To be continued°°°°°