Episode 1

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The blue sky was dotted with fluffy white clouds that drifted lazily in the gentle breeze. Dappled sun shone through the trees, creating mysterious shadows. Tiny specks of dust seemed to dance in the shaft of sunlight that slanted through the window. The first rays of sunlight lit up my room. The dawn chorus of melodic birdsong drifted in. This whole scenario was so peaceful but my peaceful and lovely sleep was interrupted by my uncle's shouting. Sigh! I heard footsteps getting louder and louder and here comes my aunt. Barging angrily towards my bed. “wake up sleepyhead”,she said. Oh f**k! She was carrying a fry pan in her hands. I turned my head towards the clock and my heart stopped beating. Damn it! No one can save me now. It’s f**ing 6:30am and according to my uncle, girls of my age should wake up before everyone else and do all the house chores but here I am lying like a dead person. My chain of thoughts was broken by a sudden pain in my thighs. My aunt hit me lightly on my thighs with that fu**ing fry pan. Life is so hard. “I am up aunt”. “come downstairs I have made breakfast and done the house chores just tell your uncle that you went to bath because your clothes were messed up due to cleaning” Yeah, she is nice to me and she isn’t like the aunts which we see in some stupid novels. “as you say mam” I said playfully. “This girl” and we both laughed. Soon I finished my morning business and went downstairs for breakfast. “Good morning uncle”, I wished my uncle and he just nodded his head and yeah it means that I am gonna be scolded but my superhero will save me. “Dear don’t be angry on her. She is still a kid”, my aunt tried to calm down my outraged uncle . “she is no longer a kid. She is gonna get married soon”, my uncle said. Yeah I am gonna get married it is more like a deal then a marriage. Yeah you read it right it is a deal. Here, in India poor girls marry a wealthy man in exchange for money. Even though it is forbidden, still it is practiced in some regions of India. I don’t even know the guy whom I am gonna marry neither I know who he is. So this is how Aditi's life is. Yeah I am Aditi, an 18 years old girl. I know I am still young for marriage but it is just my fate I guess. Sigh! Tomorrow is my haldi ceremony. The Haldi ceremony is a ritual holy bath also known as pithi ceremony, which is one of the pre-wedding ceremonies in India. Turmeric (haldi), oil and water are applied to both the bride and groom by married women on the morning of the wedding. Within two days I will be married and can no longer study. I have heard that rich people are very elegant and classy. Will I be able to cope up with them? What if I embarrassed myself in front of them? What if my husband doesn’t like me? Ugh!! It is so exhausting. I am not ready for all this….
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