unwanted bride

A dark room. In one corner, a girl sat with her face buried in her knees, crying bitterly. Tears were flowing continuously from her eyes. Her painful sobs echoed through the entire dark room. Suddenly, an angry woman's voice cut through the silence, "You unlucky girl, why are you crying?" Hearing that voice, the girl lifted her frightened face and looked up. Her aunt was standing at the door. Seeing her, the girl shrank into herself even more. Trying unsuccessfully to stop her tears, she stammered, "Aunt, I... I..." Tears started flowing from her eyes again. A milky white face, green-hazel eyes that were enough to make anyone fall in love, and in them, droplets of tears were shining. The woman walked towards her in anger. She grabbed her arm and said through gritted teeth, "If you create any drama today, no one will be worse than me. We have tolerated you for years, but not anymore. The sooner you get out of here, the better." Saying this, the woman left her hand and walked away in anger. As soon as she left, the girl started crying loudly again. Just then, she heard a sweet voice, "Saanjh Sis..." Hearing this, the girl whose name was Saanjh, lifted her face and looked around. She couldn't understand anything. Tears still shone in her eyes. She whispered softly, "Pinki, is that your voice?" She quickly stood up. She was around 5 feet 2 inches tall. Slim, fragile body. She was wearing a very simple green and red lehenga, the kind village girls usually wear. She was extremely beautiful. Seeing her looking around, the small figure near the window shouted again, "Saanjh Sis, here, I am here!" Saanjh quickly ran to the window. With tearful eyes, she placed her hand on the window and said, "Pinki baby, what are you doing here? If Aunt sees you, she will not spare you." Hearing Saanjh, the cute girl said, "Sis, I am not afraid of that witch. How dare she lock you up? I will get you out of here." The little girl looked about 9 to 10 years old. Hearing her, Saanjh smiled painfully and said, "Baby, we cannot get out of here. My life is now in their hands." Saying this, Saanjh wiped her tears. Pinki smiled sweetly and said, "While Pinki is here, can her Sis stay sad? That's impossible!" Saying this, Pinki quickly jumped down from the window. Saanjh said in panic, "Pinki baby, you will fall!" She looked fearfully towards the window, but Pinki was already gone. Saanjh sat down again and started crying. After some time, the door of the dark room opened and a man entered. Saanjh lifted her frightened face and saw her uncle standing in front of her - Raghuveer Sahay. Seeing him, Saanjh said fearfully, "Uncle, I really didn't do anything. I really didn't do anything." Her uncle stepped forward in anger, grabbed her hair and said, "Shameless girl, didn't I tell you not to open your mouth? Because of you, everyone was so angry at us. It's good that they liked your face. Just tonight, after that we will become rich." He started laughing. Saanjh looked at him with tearful eyes and said, "Uncle, how can you do this to me? How can you sell me?" The moment she said this, her uncle slapped her hard on the cheek and said, "I haven't sold you, I am getting you married." As soon as she received the slap, Saanjh fell face-first to the floor. As she fell, a scream escaped her mouth because her forehead hit the corner of the wall. Tears from her eyes and blood from her forehead were flowing. Her uncle pointed his finger at her and said, "Your wedding is tomorrow, so stop this crying. If anything happens to your face, I will bury you alive." Saying this, he left in anger. After he left, Saanjh started crying bitterly. She said while crying, "What sin have I committed? Why is all this happening to me? What did I do, God?" She got up from her place and walked with trembling steps towards the window of that dark room. She looked outside. There was a small opening in the window through which she could see the moon outside. With tearful eyes, she looked at the moon and said with a painful smile: "I am silent, but I break in front of you, You are complete, then why do I remain incomplete? You also burn with me all night, Then why do I fade away in your light? Even your cold glow knows the condition of my heart, But why do you also remain silent like me? You shine, and I become blurry, You belong to the sky, and I am left on the ground." Tears were flowing from her eyes as she said this. She didn't know what was going to happen in her life. From childhood till today, she had received nothing but pain and suffering, and now she had no hope from her life either. She had lived like a puppet since childhood, and maybe she would have to live like a puppet forever. *On the other side, Mumbai.* In a luxurious room of a palace-like mansion, a cute little 2-year-old boy was crying continuously. He was kicking his legs on the bed while crying. Many women were around him, trying to calm him down. One of them picked him up in her arms and said lovingly, "Dhairya Baby, what do you want?" The child said in his lisping voice while crying, "Dhairya wants Mamma, Dhairya wants Mamma, bring Mamma for Dhairya." He was kicking his legs on the bed. He had ruined his condition by crying. His small face had turned red. Drops of tears still shone in his eyes. All the women present there were panicked. One of them said nervously, "Do something, Baby's condition is getting worse. If he keeps crying like this, his health will deteriorate, and if Sir comes to know about this, he will not leave us." Hearing her, the other woman who had taken Dhairya in her lap said fearfully, "But Sir is not even in Mumbai, what should we do?" Just as she said this, the mobile kept on the side table started ringing. They looked nervously and saw their Sir's name flashing on it. *Abhimanyu Randhawa* - Owner of Randhawa Corporation and father of this little prince. One of them quickly picked up the call nervously and said, "Yes, Sir..." As soon as she heard that voice, a very stern voice came from the other side, "Where is Dhairya?" Hearing this, she said nervously, "Dhairya Baby, it's Sir's call." Dhairya, who was crying, held the mobile in his small hands and said in his lisping voice, "Daddy Daddy, I want Mamma, Dhairya wants Mamma." And he started crying again. Seeing him crying like this, the man on the other side, who was standing on the roof of a tall building in Mumbai looking at the sky, closed his eyes. Helplessness was visible on his face at this moment. He had the power to make the whole world bow before him, except for his 2-year-old son, in whom his entire life resided. The last sign of his wife, his love. Seeing Abhimanyu not saying anything, Dhairya cried again from the other side, "Daddy, I want Mamma." And he started crying again. Abhimanyu said in a deep voice, "Daddy is coming, baby." Saying this, Abhimanyu cut the call. After half an hour, a luxurious car stopped in front of Randhawa Mansion. Abhimanyu opened the car door, came out, and ran inside the mansion with fast steps. After some time, he reached his lovely prince's room, where his son had ruined his condition by crying. Abhimanyu went inside and picked up Dhairya in his arms. Dhairya also wrapped his small hands around his neck and started crying. 2-year-old Dhairya was his Daddy's life. Dhairya was still crying and saying in his lisping voice, "Daddy wants Mamma, Daddy wants Mamma," saying this, he fell asleep on Abhimanyu's shoulder while crying. Abhimanyu looked at all the female servants present in the room. There were 10 servants whom he had kept for his son's care. He said angrily, "How did my son get into this condition while you all were here?" Hearing his terrifying voice, even their souls trembled. They all said fearfully, "Little Baby was crying since morning. We tried a lot to calm him down." Abhimanyu shouted, "So you people couldn't call me and tell me? Get lost!" Saying this, Abhimanyu came to the bed with Dhairya and started making him sleep lovingly. His small son was his whole world. He could do anything for his son, but how could he ever think of another woman, forgetting his love, his first wife, his life? Abhimanyu was looking at Dhairya when the mobile kept on the side table started ringing. He saw it was his grandmother's call. He took a deep breath and picked up the call. From the other side, his grandmother said, "Abhimanyu, why don't you listen to us? Son, get married again. Dhairya needs a mother. We know he was crying today too. Bring him here tomorrow. We will take care of him for a few days. You have to go abroad, so you go abroad. We will handle our grandson." Hearing his grandmother, Abhimanyu closed his eyes, took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I will leave him with you tomorrow." Saying this, Abhimanyu cut the call and kept the mobile aside and started looking at Dhairya's small face. He picked up a beautiful photo of a girl kept on the side, hugged it to his chest and said, "How can I forget you? How? You used to say you would never cheat, but you, you turned out to be a cheater!" "The lamp of your memories still burns, In every breath, your feeling lives. Wherever you are, this is my only prayer, In my love, only your name remains. Without you, this heart is desolate, Every moment feels unknown without you. Without you, this world feels incomplete, When you were there, everything felt lively. When you left, you took peace with you, Without you, even life has stopped. Now only memories are the support, Your laugh, your face, that's all that is lovely. My tears keep waiting for your path, The wounds of my heart still smell of your fragrance. Will we meet on the other side or this side, I am still alive in the hope of meeting you." Saying this, Abhimanyu separated the photo from his chest and touched it. In the photo, a very beautiful girl was looking towards the front with a cute smiling face. Abhimanyu's wife, whose death happened two years ago, immediately after giving birth to his son - *Kashish Randhawa*. After Kashish left, Abhimanyu had forgotten how to live. For him, there was only one support to live - his son, 'Dhairya'. He kept Kashish's photo aside and lay down beside Dhairya, hugging him to his chest. Dhairya was saying 'Mamma, Mamma' even in his sleep while crying. Seeing his son in this pain, Abhimanyu's heart ached, but he could never give his wife's place to anyone else. Never! He could not even dream of giving Kashish's place to someone else. *Bilaspur Village.* Saanjh was looking at the walls with tearful eyes. Two girls were applying mehndi on both her hands. At some distance, her uncle and aunt were counting bundles of money while laughing. Looking at Saanjh, they both said, "She finally became useful for something! She ate her mother as soon as she was born and her brother also ran away leaving her. We will recover the entire cost from this moment." Saying this, they both started laughing. Saanjh looked at the walls with a painful smile and said, "Was this my fate? Is my life going to be destroyed like this?"