unwanted bride

chapter : 2

Tears were continuously flowing from Saanjh's eyes. She was just staring at the wall with her empty eyes. Mehndi was being applied on both her hands. She did not seem to care about anything anymore. Her uncle and aunt were happily jumping with joy, looking at the bundles of money.

They had no concern for Saanjh at all. They had received a perfect price for her. They had sold Saanjh to the 50-year-old Thakur of their own village, whose wife had died 2 years ago.

His children were also older than Saanjh, but her uncle and aunt only cared about money. What would happen in innocent Saanjh's life and what would not, they did not care about it at all.

Saanjh closed her eyes and said in a painful voice:

"Hiding my face in my knees, I sit here silently,

Sometimes I wonder what I lost to my fate.

Everywhere there are only questions standing,

There is no one of my own to answer, I have only fought with myself.

What sin did life make me commit,

That it dressed every dream of mine in pain.

Happiness turns away from me from far away,

As if my fate has snatched everything from me.

Now my heart trembles at every sound,

In this loneliness, only silence remains with me."

Saanjh was just staring at the ceiling with tearful eyes. After some time, the mehndi was complete and she was still sitting silently like a living corpse. Just then, her aunt Rekha Sahay came to her.

Holding her small face in her hands, she said, "Why are you crying? Stop crying. What if your face gets spoiled? What if Thakur Sahab refuses to marry? Then everything will be ruined and if that happens, I will take your life. I will skin you alive. We have got a lot of money for you. For so many years we were searching for a good customer for you. Finally, we found one."

Hearing the word 'customer' from her aunt's mouth, Saanjh's pain broke into pieces. She already knew that her uncle and aunt did not care about her. They were raising her thinking of her as a burden, but today hearing that they were searching for a customer for her.

It felt as if she was a woman of the trade. Just thinking the word 'trade woman' made her heart tremble. Saanjh felt a sharp pain in her heart.

Seeing the pain in Saanjh's eyes, her aunt glared at her and said, "Now stop this crying. From tomorrow you will become a queen, a queen. The queen of Thakur Haveli! You will rule the entire Thakur Haveli. Just remember, you have to keep Thakur Sahab happy, so that you stay happy and we stay happy too." Saying this, her aunt left from there smiling.

As soon as she left, Saanjh lay down on the cold floor. Shrinking herself, she said, "I don't want anything, just give me a peaceful sleep, God, just one peaceful sleep. My life only lacks peace, give me peace, God. I cannot live anymore, life has passed with great difficulty till here. Not anymore, give me death, God, because this kind of life is giving too much pain." Saying this, Saanjh started crying bitterly.

She lay there shrinking like that. She did not even realize when she fell asleep lying like that.

On the other side, a luxurious car stopped in front of a haveli in Rampur village. Rampur village and Bilaspur village were very close to each other. The car door opened and a handsome man stepped out, placing his leather shoes down.

In his arms was a tiny little prince, who was none other than Abhimanyu's son. He had sunglasses on his eyes. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath and came out with his son in his arms.

Little Dhairya was sleeping peacefully in his Daddy's arms. As soon as Abhimanyu stepped into the living room, his attention went to a beautiful woman sitting on the sofa in the living room. She was between 65 to 70 years old. She was wearing a white saree and a pearl necklace around her neck.

She looked old, but her personality was very strong. Seeing Abhimanyu, she stood up from her place.

Coming to Abhimanyu, she held his face in her hands with tearful eyes and said, "Abhi, my child, how many years did you take to come here and how big our Dhairya has become." Saying this, she took Dhairya in her arms.

Little Dhairya was sleeping. His face still looked red. His body was still slightly warm. This woman was Abhimanyu's grandmother, Tara Randhawa. The owner of the Randhawa family.

Abhimanyu looked at his grandmother and said, "Why are you awake so late at night? I told you, I will come."

Hearing Abhimanyu, Tara ji hugged Dhairya to her chest and said, "Our piece of heart was coming. How could we sleep? Are you leaving now?"

Abhimanyu looked at Dhairya and said, "No, tomorrow morning." Saying this, he started walking inside with fast steps.

Just then, Tara ji said, "Abhi, I want to say something to you."

Abhimanyu said without looking back, "Grandma, you know what my decision is. Only one girl came into my life and now if she is no more, I am not going to give anyone else a place in my life. As long as Abhimanyu Randhawa is alive, as long as he is breathing, his name will never be joined with anyone other than his Kashish. Never! I will fulfill Dhairya's needs." Saying this, Abhimanyu left from there.

Tara ji took a deep breath and looking at little Dhairya in her arms said, "How do I explain to your Papa that what a mother can fulfill, a father cannot. In this world, a mother is the most beautiful gift and our little Dhairya should also get it." Saying this, she took Dhairya to her room.

Abhimanyu came to a room in his haveli and lay down on the bed on his back. He was staring at the ceiling. In front of his eyes, Dhairya's crying face and some memories of his past were roaming.

He closed his eyes and heard a sweet voice in his ears, "Abhi, I am getting angry. Look, your baby is crying so loudly. Tell him not to trouble me like this. I want to spend time with my handsome husband."

Hearing the voice echoing in his ears, pain appeared on Abhimanyu's face.

He said in a painful voice, "Why did you leave me? You said you would always stay together, then why did you leave, Kashish, why?" Saying this, Abhimanyu opened his eyes.

His eyes had become red at this moment. It seemed as if he was trying to stop his tears to hide his pain. The last time tears came from his eyes was 2 years ago.

When his wife died in his arms. After that, he had made himself a stone for his son. He had no interest in anything in the world. He lived only for his son.

Thinking about his past and the troubles between his past and today for a long time, finally Abhimanyu fell asleep. He was unaware what storm was going to come in his life tomorrow and in the memories of his Kashish, he was sleeping peacefully.

This was the time when his Kashish used to come in his memories. This was the time when he could meet his Kashish.

*Next Morning*

In Bilaspur village, Saanjh was still lying curled up in the dark room. Suddenly, someone threw a bucket of cold water on her. Saanjh got up in panic. She lifted her face with frightened eyes and saw her aunt standing in front of her.

Her aunt shouted angrily, "It's your wedding today, get ready quickly." Saying this, her aunt pointed towards the clothes kept on the side and said, "There is some jewelry in it, wear that too. You are getting married in such a good house, still you are shedding tears as if we are giving you to some beggar's house." Saying this, her aunt Rekha left from there angrily.

Hearing her aunt, Saanjh stood up crying. Her steps were trembling. She looked at the lehenga lying on the ground, that red lehenga looked as if it was soaked in blood.

Saanjh was looking at all that with tearful eyes when two girls came there. As soon as Saanjh saw them, fear appeared on her face. They were her aunt's daughters. One was 2 years older than her and one was 2 months older than her.

Looking at Saanjh, they walked around her and said, "Your luck has opened, you will become Thakur's wife and will be called Thakurain. Where is such luck for us."

As soon as Saanjh heard this, she looked at them with tearful eyes and said, "Khushi Sis, Mahi Sis, if you like him so much, then why don't you both..."

She had just said this when the elder daughter, whose name was Khushi, slapped Saanjh hard on her cheek and said, "Talk in your limits, from childhood till today my Mom and Dad have raised you, otherwise you would have been lying in some drain, get ready quickly." Saying this, both of them started preparing Saanjh forcefully.

After some time, Saanjh's makeup was done. She was looking at herself in the mirror with tearful eyes. She looked like a goddess at this moment. Red mehndi on hands, beautiful red dress, jewelry around neck, but only pain and suffering in her eyes.

Mahi and Khushi looking at her said, "Your luck has opened, you should be thankful to our Mom and Dad. Do you have to sit here now? Your wedding is in 2 hours!" Saying this, both of them left from there.

Saanjh said with a painful smile, "Wedding." Saying this, she looked at the bangles she was wearing on her hands.

They looked no less than shackles to her. She was looking at herself in the mirror with tearful eyes.

She said to herself, "Maybe this was written in my fate. If you have written them in my fate, then I will accept this marriage wholeheartedly, Mahadev." Saying this, Saanjh stood up from her place.

Her attention went to her mother's photo on the door, which was attached to the side of the door. Saanjh came and stood near the photo, started touching the photo with her hand. This was the store room, where broken items were kept.

Saanjh had lived here since childhood, she was moving her hand on the photo when she heard someone's voice from outside, "How beautiful she is, brother, just let elder brother's wedding happen once. After that all of us will enjoy with her."

Hearing this voice, Saanjh's soul trembled. She said slowly, "Younger Thakur." Tears started coming out of Saanjh's eyes.

Just then, she heard another voice, "Brother has already said that she will entertain all the men of our house. Whatever you say, she is very beautiful. My heart wants to make her mine right now, but I will have to wait. Just, let brother's wedding happen once."

Hearing this voice, Saanjh's steps started trembling. She placed her hand on her mouth. Thakur had two younger brothers and he loved both his younger brothers very much.

Saanjh said crying, "This cannot happen, this cannot happen." Saying this, she came to her bed with trembling steps.

Her head was heavy. She could not believe that someone wanted to marry her and make her the mistress of all the men in his house. She was crying and thinking what she should do now when.

She heard a sweet voice, "Saanjh Sis, come here."

Saanjh turned her face and saw Pinki near the window. Seeing Pinki, Saanjh ran to the window.

Pinki said smiling, "Come outside." Saying this, she looked at the person standing behind her and said, "Remove it quickly."

She had just said this when the boy standing behind quickly moved the window aside. As soon as Saanjh saw this, her eyes widened in surprise. She could not understand what to do.

Then Pinki said, "Sis, come out. That witch aunt will marry you to that old man, come out Sis."

Hearing Pinki, Thakur's younger brother's voice echoed again in Saanjh's ears. She said to herself, "No Mahadev, I would have accepted them as my husband, but I will not let my honor be disgraced like this. Even if my life goes away." Thinking this, Saanjh came out of the window.

Saanjh was very thin, due to which she did not have much trouble coming out of the window, but still she got slightly hurt. Coming outside, she started breathing deeply.

Pinki said, "Run away from here Sis, go very far away. If my Mom comes to know, she will not leave me."

Hearing Pinki, Saanjh held her face in her hands, kissed her whole face and said, "Your Sis will go very far from here. So far that no one will be able to find her." Saying this, a painful smile came on Saanjh's face.