Village Love

Chapter 8

Gowri POV.

I saw him, the bike man. Yes, that is what I named him. I don’t know why he is always there where ever I go. Maybe a coincidence. It may be as we stay in the same village we tend to see similar faces wherever we go. But he always likes this silent and rude. His eyes have a lot of emotions like arrogance, and pain with loss. My grandma bought me out of eye reading dream.

Soon we went down the stage. Now I just waited for the thing I came. Exactly marriage food. All different varieties. Already my mouth started watering. It was already time to have dinner but some people were still engaged in talking with my grandpa. So we should wait more, hope the food still be there. Within a few minutes the same aunty whom I met on sarpanch's home mostly sarpanch's daughter in law. What was her name….Sita…..no.no Sitara aunty, who asked were questions to me, came to my grandma and started talking. When the ladies engage themselves in talking mostly they forget their surroundings may be a whole world other than their topic or gossips.

Soon she, my mum, and grandma involved themselves in talking. I thought this is to happen. Don't know what is there to talk this much to these ladies. Ugh. I sat silently.

Soon their chit chat or whatever ended. We moved on to the food area. There were varieties as I said. We took the seat. Our food was placed on banana leaves. All mouth-watering varieties were served. I ate to the fullest. Thank God nobody saw me eating weirdly.

While living my family went to say goodbye to the Weds family.

While moving to the parking lot. we met the sarpanch family who was also driving back. So here go other few minutes went by doing farewell talk with them.

Sarpanch: so she is your daughter Mahesh. She had come to my home a few days back.

Mahesh: yes and she said to me.

Sarpanch: Happy to see her here after so many days. Such a positive thought to help the villagers, then staying in cities after studies. Most of them go to the city to make money, but she came back to build our village.

I stood there silently as everyone kept staring at me like I am some kind of showpiece. I felt appreciated. I bow down my head in shyness.

After a few days. In sarpanch's house.

Vijay POV.

Again my family started the topic of my marriage. This irritates me a lot and awakes the pain in my heart. I was the stupid who did the mistake earlier without any consonant. Without knowing her side I was madly in love with her, but not now. why can't they understand my situation? They just want me to get married.

Always I used to escape this topic for some or other reasons, but I can't do it now. My amma is more stubborn to get me married. This the nth time she asked me. From the past two years, when I came back from foreign. She hardly brought this topic initially but now she always eats my head with this marriage. I am totally fed up with this topic.

I am glad that my secret work made me forget all my pain and concentrate more. This is the only thing keeping me a sane person. I don't know what would happen otherwise. Thank God I got that opportunity or else I would be Devdas now. 

I don't want to put my family in trouble especially I don't want to trouble the innocent strange girl who is gonna marry me. I know the pain of one side love. So I don't want to spoil other's life. 

More to all these My profession is not good and suitable for both me and my family, not even for my bride. I didn't disclose my profession as it is my wish and my order. I will tell you everything at the right time. 

After returning back from the marriage function my Amma as been strong-headed that to marry me. Don't know what she finds in the function most probably some aunties must have shown some random girls to marry me. so only I hate this function. It's just not the happy moment but some match-making aunties are behind bachelors. To get them married to any of the girls. And to earn their commission.

Soon my mother spelled her black magic on my family and now even my dad is behind me to get me married. This why I hate it. My father never neglects whatever my amma says. She can easily manipulate appa. Within a fraction second. Maybe that is true love.

All the family members were teamed against me I can't disappoint them. This is all happening because of my masterpiece amma, who had manipulated all. Now she is holding them in the tip of her fingers.  She is just watching the drama happening as everyone is pressuring me to get married soon. My family blackmailed me with the health of my dadu. They are expecting my marriage soon. Even they started dreaming about my baby, which didn't even exist. I can't take any risk on dad's health. He had already undergone a heart attack. 

One day or the other day I must get married, why not now? Earlier I made a mistake by choosing the wrong person.so let my family choose whoever they want. I know it will be best for me. The decision taken by parents is always for the better life of kids. I accept whatever is tired of me in the future.

Without any neglect, I agreed to marry anyone that my family chooses so I don't want to commit the mistake I did before.

Don't know who the bride is but I can't give her the happiness of married life. But I promise to take her full responsibility and treat her well and protect her. But not as a wife, friend only as a girl.