CHAPTER 11

Alisha's POV

I woke up early in the morning just because I found my bed messy with bits of dried mehandi all over my bed which were pricking me all the while.

Huh...Finally I'm getting married today. I thought looking at my dark mehandi.

"Arey waah! Mehandi ka rang toh dekho. Kehte hai ki jitna gehra mehandi ka rang hota hai, utna zyada pati tumse pyaar karta hai." I heard Rekha chachi say as I walk inside the living room. My whole family was at my house as it was the 'shaadi ka ghar' not only my father's younger brother but also his cousins and then my mother's elder brother and her cousins and their kids.

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I was resting my hands on the railing of my room's balcony and relishing the moments I spent here, in this house. I wanted to see him. I was acting like a lovesick puppy who hadn't met her lover for years which was totally opposite to the fact that I had met him day before yesterday for the sangeet. I'm so madly in love with him and I hope he knows that.

I saw the chirpy environment in the garden. I was also acting excited but I wasn't. I don't know why but something in me felt that I was doing something really wrong. Even though I wanted barat to be here soon, my heart felt heavy. It didn't want the baraat to arrive anytime soon. Maybe it was because of fear of leaving my family, fear of leaving my house or the fear of last night's dream which was anything but a dream.

I was sitting on his bed with a long veil that covered my face. I was anything but sad. I heard the door knob turn and the door open. I was waiting for him to come and lift my veil. It felt like minutes and those minutes turned to almost half an hour but he didn't lift my veil. So I decided to remove it myself and then I saw him lying on his sofa typing something on his laptop. I went to him to ask it there was something wrong that I did. His behaviour towards me had suddenly changed. Last night he was waiting for me to be his and today when I'm all his, he didn't even look at me. I went and changed my clothes and then came outside the washroom only to see him sitting on the bed with his laptop and all his files scattered on the bed messily. I went and sat on the bed and tried to gain his attention. This Armaan was not so armaan. Even when he didn't love me he use to tease me, now that he loves me to at least that's what he shows.

"Armaan?"

No reply.

"Armaan?"

No reply. I tried touching him but he vanished.

"Armaaaaaan" It was all I could shout at I woke up in the middle of the night

A tear escaped my eyes as I thought of the nightmare I had last night. I didn't want to loose him now. If I would've got the same nightmare months back I wouldn't even be bothered and now I was so head over heels in love with him. "Di, the baraat has come." I heard one of my cousin shouting from my room.

I went in and saw my aunts and maa standing there waiting for me. Dadda and bhai were in the hall welcoming the guests. I talked to everyone for a while and then all my aunties left leaving me and maa alone.

"Alisha." The moment she calls me that I know something serious is coming up.

"Hmm"

"You're grown up now. I know that you are very smart and intelligent but make sure to call me, your Dadda or even Karan if you land in any trouble. After all you're our little baby and will always be."

"Badi maa, panditji wants di to come down." My cousin came and informed us.

"Hmm. Let's go?" Maa asked.

"Chalo." I said teary eyed.

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All the rituals and were over and now we were heading towards his mansion in his car. Uncle and aunty were coming in another car. I was profusely crying all the time and the person sitting next to me was only passing me tissues. No consoling, nothing. Only giving tissues.

We reached his mansion and did some more rituals and then I was taken to his room, now our room.