Rooh: his replaced bride

Chapter: 01

R O O H

Year: 2022

No one is my definition of Home. Not even my family members make me feel at home. "So you are breaking up with me?" I blinked my eyes while the guy sitting opposite to me chuckled in annoyance. He was offended and I could see this right on his handsome face. "Want me to repeat my words, Adhvik?" He nodded.

"Alright, Let's break up Adhvik" I said and stood straight, as I stood up I accidentally hit the table making the glass filled with water fall in the direction of Adhvik.

"Oh! s**t" he quickly stood up as water fell on his pants. "It was an accident. I am sorry about it" I grabbed my bag and began to walk. "You can't leave like this. I am not done talking Rooh"

"But I am done"

"We are meeting after freaking four months and you are saying to break up? This isn't done" I turned my heel to face him, his hands were in air. Now this guy is saying that I am meeting him after 4 months when he himself is busy with his so called girl bestfriends.

I am not a fool to understand what it means to kiss your girl bestfriends and sit in between them with their hand on his d**k.

"The whole purpose of coming here was our breakup. You know my Job, being an aspiring neurologist, it's difficult for me to give time to our relationship and our relationship isn't working out" he grabbed my wrist.

"Right. You are busy so am I but I am not going to break up. I can't give up on us" I looked at his hand which was on my hand and then at him.

"Look Adhvik stop acting like a jerk and let's break up without making a fuss. You can't force me in this relationship"

"It's your Birthday today Rooh and I was so happy to celebrate with you but you-" His grip on my hand got tighter.

"You are hurting me, leave my hand before I actually do something you won't like" I said, making him grind his teeth.

He chuckled and left my hand, folding his hand near his chest. "Did you get a man? Someone who is better than me? Or maybe you have an affair with him that's why you were ignoring me for the past four months?" This man is for real? How can he speak this s**t. All I want to do right now is to open my sandals and hit him right on his face.

"Are you on high? Why would i- actually just forget it. Forget me and live your life..I am done" I began to walk and he held me by my elbow.

"You can't do this to me" I turned towards him. "And I am doing this. Our relationship started on your birthday and Got end on my birthday..Done and dusted" I jerked my hand from his grip and walk towards the cab

"Wait for a bit and I promise I will be back to make you...mine and you will regret it all" Keep dreaming.

I liked Adhvik a lot that it hurts to break up but I can't shut my eyes after seeing him getting too close to his so called girl friends. I am not a typical girl who would get jealous of other girls but the guy should know his limits.

He can't kiss someone when he is in relationship. Right now I regret hitting Adhvik.

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"Rooh you just recovered from typhoid and you have already decided to join the hospital? Just look at yourself, you are still weak" I rolled my eyes at Trisha. Trisha Singhania, a five feet six inch girl with curly hairs and doe eyes and my only friend. We have been roommates for 7 years now.

It's been 4 days since I recovered from Typhoid and 2 days since I officially broke up with Adhvik. "I already took leave for 12 days, and If I take leave for a few more days. The hospital department will throw me out like a housefly" She chuckled as I slid my tote bag.

"You still need rest"

"No, you know Di is getting married in the next 20 days and I have to apply for leave, actually I need to beg them to grant me leave" I grabbed my white lab coat and walked while Trisha followed me.

"Don't be ridiculous Rooh, you should take care of yourself. I understand hospital authority acts weird sometimes-" She paused as I glared at her. "Okay fine. They act weird every time but health is wealth"

"Trust me, I am completely fine. By the way do you wanna visit the cafe opposite to Jaigarh Fort" That cafe has been our place ever since we entered Jaipur as a MBBS student. The Chai over there is a chef kiss. Doesn't matters what the occasion is, whether we are happy or sad, stressed or little blessed we just go there have a cup of Tea

"And on our way back, we will get some silver jewellery. I want an anklet too and I jhumka" Trisha passed me a glare. "Aren't you too obsessed with silver jewellery?" Wrong, I am in love with jewellery.

"That's inappropriate, I am deeply in love with my jewellery's"

"At this rate, you can actually open your own jewellery store" I let out a forced Laugh.

"Wrong, I still don't have much jewellery to open up a*****e and it's heartbreaking to sell my love" we both Laughed.

"What's the date today?" I said. Trisha flashed her digital wrist watch to me and I saw the date. 26 May. "Holy s**t, The new novel of my favourite author Michael Luna is out already and I am 7 days late which means, there's no chance of me getting the first 100 copies" I felt like my knees would give up.

For the past 7 months I have been saving to get one of her first 100 copies so that I could meet her in a fansign but now my dream is gone. If I wouldn't be suffering from that mf Typhoid then, I bet I would be getting one of the first 100 copies.

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"I will reach in the next 5 minutes Di" One of my hands gripped the phone as if my life depended on it while my other hand gripped the door of the Cab for support. "Okay, I am hanging up. Bye" I said and hung up.

The Roads of my village define my life very well. It's a disaster. Don't know why they aren't working on the roads. I came back to my Village Uranpur after 3 years. Nothing has changed, the roads are still the same. It smells the same.

A message popped up on my phone. It was from Trisha.

Trisha: "When will you come back to Jaipur?"

Me: "I guess in 10 days"

Trisha: "Enjoy your time b***h"

I sighed and turned off my phone. "Bhaiya, don't drive fast..instead drive slow" The amount of Pit this road has, and the way driver bhaiya is driving, I am a hundred percent sure I will end up with back cramps tomorrow.

Being a bridesmaid, I have a lot of duties to do and it's just 6 days left for my sister's wedding. "Madam, I am already driving slow" Honestly I don't wanna go back home. I don't like that place because it's just a place called home while I couldn't feel it like a-home.

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"Bring my luggage Mr. s**t" I giggled as I walked inside the house. "Di it's not s**t, my name Harshit" Right. Harshit Thakur, The son of my Kaka and Kaki. I love to tease him and it's fun when he is around.

"Absolutely," I stopped on my way to look at my house. The house was getting cleared. "Di, how is your health?" Harshit spoke, while he dragged my bag inside. Does everyone know that I got typhoid? That's crazy

"I am fine"

"I hope you completed your doses of injection before coming here" I looked at him with widened eyes as he smirked. "How do you know?"

"Because I, myself, am a student of medicine" Oh yes, I forgot it.

"Yes, I completed my doses. Well I am not going to ask you about how your studies are going on because I know every single guest might have already asked you"

"Honestly, I have recorded the audio of me saying 'my studies are going fine' right in my phone so that whenever someone asks me..I would simply play this" I laughed at his words.

"You copycat"

"I am a good learner Di, This was the same thing you did and now I am following you" I slightly hit him on his head making him giggle. "Rooh! You came" I looked upstairs and my eyes met with my sister. Shivangi Thakur, My sister and bride to be. She is a forced engineer. Forced, why? Because she never wanted to an engineer but our parents forced her to be one

"No, I am still on the disastrous road" She rushed towards me and hugged me. "God Di, I can't- breath"

"Then don't breathe" She said and I rolled my eyes. I somehow managed to pull myself out from her hold.

"Damn, you will probably kill me one day" I said as glared at me. "Rooh, you are finally here" I turned my heel to find my mother. Rukmani Thakur. "Maa, how have you been?" I walked towards her and touched her feet. "Stay blessed" She said and I stood straight.

I didn't ask where my papa was because I knew he must be busy with wedding preparations. "Mummy, I am back" A voice came from the main door as my mother rushed outside to meet her only son and my only brother Vansh.

I looked at my sister and she had the same expression as me. Though Vansh was 17 years old and the only star in my parents' eyes. It doesn't matter even if Di and I became a topper of our country, we would never be a star in their eyes.

My eyes blurred as I too wanted the same love from my parents, like Vansh gets and I am pretty sure Di wants that too. We have always craved for this love and I think we will never be pampered like Vansh at least not in this life.

"You lost a lot of weight Rooh '' I turned my gaze to Do, the tears that deposited in my eyes disappeared in a fraction of seconds. "I know Di,"

"Haven't you been eating well? And did you carry your medicine's" I nodded. "Are you sure? Come, I will prepare some Orange Juice for you" I nodded and we both were about to leave when we heard our mother's words.

"Shivangi, Can you prepare some juice for my son?" Di rolled her eyes and signed in annoyance. "Okay"

"Di, I will just quickly freshen up" she nodded and I rushed upstairs to my Room.

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"How many times did you talk to him?" I giggled

"Whom?" She acts innocent. "Your soon to be husband. Vidyut suryawanshi" He belongs to a royal family, he is a prince which will make my sister a princess as well..

Vidyut is one of the most successful businessmen in India and has a lot more branches in foreign countries. I saw his picture when the marriage was fixed and honestly he is good looking. A perfect match for my sister.

"I-talked to him for 4-5 times"

"Today? Omg that's cute" She shook her head. "From the past 3 months" Omg, is she high? She got engaged 3 months ago and the type of man is Vidyut, even if he is busy, he should try to talk to her.

She rushed towards the entrance of our room and shut the door. "Di, what's wrong?" I said as she sat beside me. "Promise me you won't speak to Mummy about this"

"Have I ever broken any promises?" She shook her head.

"You know ever since we began to understand things, we were always told that we aren't their family. One day we will go to someone's family and that unknown Stanger's house will be ours." I know.

"I am sure, you know I am forced into this marriage. I don't wanna marry anyone Rooh" Tears streamed down her eyes and I wiped it. "Did you talk to Papa?" She nodded.

"It's useless, according to him I should get married because I am 25 years old but Rooh, what about my dreams? My goals? Our parents don't care even if we die, they won't cry, you know why? Because we aren't their son's..we are daughter's" She was trembling.

"Di I-" I was cut off by my father's voice. "Rooh! Shivangi! Come downstairs" We looked at each other. "Wipe off your tears and take deep breaths. Okay?" She nodded.

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The next two days we didn't get a lot of time to talk about our half left conversation as we both got busy with different things and today I somehow managed to escape from work only to come here.

Most of my childhood days have been spent here, in my Grandmother's house, which was just 500 m away from my place. I walked inside from the courtyard and the first thing that caught my attention was the green mould that had captured the wall.

"Looks like no one came here in a while ago" I headed inside and found the door locked. With a note 'in case someone is interested contact....'

"Papa is selling this-plot" my hands curled into a fist. Papa being aware how much I adore this place and what importance it holds in my heart and yet he is doing this makes me feel heartbroken.

I can say that Dadi raised me but after she left me alone in this world, I actually feel pity on myself. Dadi was the only family member who made me feel like I am home and this place is my home. "There's no way, I am giving up on you" I took a last glare at the old wooden door and ran outside.

Walking towards my mother's room, I took a deep breath after I saw him working on his phone. "Papa, I need to talk to you. It's important" My voice had a wrath. In our family we daughter's aren't allowed to raise our voice. The typical double standards. Right?

"Not now Rooh, I am busy"

"No, I want to talk now. Why did you sell Grandma's house?" His finger stopped as his eyes met mine.

"I haven't sold it yet, I am planning to," he said without even looking at me and his fingers began to run on the digital gadget.

"You aren't going to do that. You know how important that place is to me. You can't do this to me" I slightly raised my words, making the rest of the family members gather.

"You Aren't at the place to tell me what I am supposed to do" He said, tears flooded in my eyes. "How can you do that to-me?"

"No more discussion"

"I am not done yet Papa. You aren't going to sell Dadi's last wish. I won't let you do that"

"Mind Your words. Aren't you speaking too much Rooh? Since you want me to repeat, I will repeat for the last time..I am selling my Mother's plot. That's it" He looked at me.

"But i-" He walked past me and a tear slipped down my eye.

I hate him

I hate everyone around me.

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