"Sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together."
She, a cheerful, quiet, and good-hearted to the world around but only for her real close ones knew what she holds in her. She isn't double-faced but with many shades in her lif...
I am brought inside a room by three gorgeous girls, his sisters. The room is really big with a king-size bed in the middle which is decorated with red rose petals and hearts. The whole room is decorated as a bride with scented candles lit and the sweet fragrance of the rose. Oh God...
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I have been engaged all day long and now the added tension of the first wedding night. Roses are known for their sedative properties and can change the ambiance of a room. Not only decoration but also roses building the mood for the wedding night. .... I'm hell nervous.
But then, I love roses and the essence of rose petals can calm my nerves.
My trance is broken when they pull me to the bed and make me sit on it. They are smiling, giggling and I'm admiring their happy faces forgetting my troubles and awkwardness in the new environment. They ask me to give the milk glass to my husband. I nodded and they walk out closing the door.
Finally, I'm alone in the room, My room from now on.
Then suddenly realization hit me. What the hell I'm doing here sitting in this bridal style. Wait, am I expecting my husband, arr... What his name again ... some Mann.. Manish..no its Mann.. oh hell! I don't even remember his name properly. ..... Yah! His mom called him Manu, right. Expecting him to come to remove my veil and talk sweet and... NO NO NO...
I stand up from the bed with a jerk, look around and sit on the couch near the window. ....
Wow, the cold yet soft breeze is like what I love. I sit there calmly for some time closing my eyes as I'm hell exhausted by now. Then I slowly open my eyes to see ...
"What! Its 2:15 am. Where the hell he is? Is he crazy? How can he make his wife wait for freaking one hour?"I freak out.
"Wait, why am I waiting for him? It's not like I'm going to let him touch me anyway." Stated my mind.
"But I should wait for him to at least come and talk something or leave talk, at least come inside, that's manners right." my heart says.
Well, even though my eyes are not permitting me, still I decided to listen to my heart which I always do.
I'm sitting on the couch and trying hard to not drift into sleep till he come but the cool breeze is not helping either. Then I thought why not get involved in my hobbies. I get my phone out of my purse and log in to wattpad.
Writing stories is of my fav hobby. In fact, stories are part of me like music. Everytime my mind goes on making stories about this and that, but I can't get to capture everything in mind to words.
"Thank god. I had made the next chapter ready during the flight itself otherwise my readers would have been disappointed. I haven't even got time to breathe properly after I reach home. What I had thought I would do when I will be back after long 1 month, and what happened with me in just one day. A complete turnover." I sighed and uploaded the next chapter of my story after reviewing it as I don't want to do any mistake and disappoint my followers.
After finishing my eyes fall on the time on my phone.
"It's 3:10 am. ...This is the height of my patience. I, Nandini Murty who can't even sit patiently without doing something, at least shaking my legs or playing with my nails even hairs and cloths, ... had waited for long 2 hours for my so-called husband who is unknown to me. Wow, unbelievable." I exclaimed myself making an annoyed face.
"Well coming to my husband, it's not like I don't know him but yet like I don't know him. Means I have seen him in a few serials which story caught my attention. He looks handsome in the reel, I must say ... but real life is very different and darker than reel life. So nothing can be said. ... I even don't know his name until today. Oh, wait ... it's already past 12 means, ... until yesterday when I, for the first time saw my husband's name on my wedding card. What I had thought of, that even though I would do an arranged marriage, I would meet the boy, talk to him, investigate his character, behavior, habits, liking and disliking and all and then happily get married and lead a normal life. But no, my life can never be normal at least not after this... (sigh) ......
Yah where I was, han... I heard ma saying that my would-be is an actor so I thought at least let's get to know something about him. Something is better than nothing, u see. I immediately pulled out my phone and searched his name on Google.
"oh ho ho.. so he is the one" I exclaimed as soon I saw his pic in the net. As I have seen some interesting episodes of these serials kyy, bff and kzk2.
Well shaking my head, coming to reality "it's 3:30 now and I can't wait anymore. Do hell with manner and curtsy. Even he does not seem to have them, then why would I care?"
I got up from the couch and walked towards the bed. I sat on it bending to rest.
"Oh finally .. ... Ouch... Ahhh... this earring... Who made these heavy unhandy kinds of stuff?" I screamed as it stuck in my hair and interrupted my sleeping process. Then I realise I haven't removed any jewellery and this heavy uncomfortable outfit.
"Godd.... these are only good to watch from far I can't handle these. Not my stuff, can't sleep like this." I stated agitatedly.
I get up and walk to the dressing table. The moment I looked up
