Chapter 10

Anvitha's pov :

Anaya was gone in blink of an eye. She did entertained everyone by humiliating me. I looked at the audience some had pitty look, some had arrogant smirk ,some people were busy gossiping along with passing remarks ,some people disapprove look. I voluntarily sticked to karan whole time. Sagar looked pissed. I could feel anger radiating from his body as i feel too hot to stand beside him. Even though i had 2m gap i still can feel heat radiating from him.

Is he sun or what?!

I saw my parents discussing something very seriously with his parents and i don't have to be remind the topic of discussion. Soon karan joined them. I sat on the sofa which was abodoned all the while.

Let me give some company to it.

I couldn't even raise my head. All my confidence thrown in to gutter. This ring is not helping me either it keep on poking my finger and pulling my saree thread and ruining my saree as my day ruined.

I feel my throat burning and energy draining. I feel thirsty before i could call someone my younger cousin priya, reshma bought my favourite mango juice with extra ice cubes. I will be always thankful to them. I never thought feeding them would repay me oneday like this.

I was busy drinking my juice it was kind of too chill so i took small sips.

"Akka, won't you share sagar anna your drink? " i choked spilling the juice over the floor.

So unlady like.

"Should i?"i asked them after thinking.

If he is ignorant jerk that doesn't mean even i am like him.

I took deep breaths and turned towards him.

"Do you want to have some?"i extended my hand towards him without raising my head.

"I don't drink cheap fruit juice " he bit i frowned.

"I am going to select your cloths for upcoming rituals. "i looked at him confused.

"I have some reputation in this society. My name will be tagged with yours. Don't spoil my image."he hissed glaring at me.

Can i throw this juice at him....

oh please say yes!!

I could feel my whole body burning with anger.

Deep breath anvi.... deep breath.....

I withdraw my hands and drank the whole juice in one go and cooled my burning heart.

That arrogant piece of jerk....urrrggghhh.

What is wrong with my attire?

One should wear according to their comfort. I am comfortable in this and heck i even look beautiful.

Why are they being judgemental and making big fuss out of it?

He is testing my patience. I can't promise my patience will last long if he keeps on belittle me like this.

I wanted to tell him to find someone from his so called reputed society but i stayed quite. I don't want another problem with the existing one. My parents would do something about it as they have witnessed everything. I found ishu sat along with her mom. Better i move from him before i loose my sanity.

I could feel his burning gaze at my back that made me run.

That was the worst idea. As i approach them i saw ishu's MIL. Who is no less than a bitch. Sorry for my language.

I smiled at her inreturn she rolled her eyes.

See told ya... bitch.....

They were busy talking about jewellery, dresses, restaurants, their traveling and their son and husband success and what not.How can someone be so materialistic?

I kept myself out of it as i am not interested.

I raised my head to look what he is doing out of curiosity but that was the worst idea.

He was looking at me with heated gaze. I could feel him looking into my soul. I couldn't dare to remove my gaze from him somehow i did suceeded when ishu held my hand as she was asking something when i was hypnotised.

"Yeah, ishu. i am sorry i zoned out. What did you ask me?" she was cut by vani aunty.

"What did your parents gift sagar for engagement." vani aunty(ishu MIL) asked me all of sudden.

"You mean dowry" i couldn't believe still dowry system is present in this society .

"Don't you know difference between dowry and presenting gift? oh yeah, you guys don't have money to even organise wedding of our standard let alone gifting. Do you see this" she showed me long diamond chain it looked antique.

"My mom gifted me this for my engagement. What did your parent's gifted you atleast?"she taunted.

"They gifted me peaceful life so far and bright future ahead. I cannot ask more" i am forever greatfull to them. I cannot ask more. They provided everything i could ask for. I was brought up in healthy environment.

"Bright future" she scoffed.

"What is your qualification? Sagar was sent to london when he was 10 years. He studied there. He had mastered in bussinessman from reputed university. I hope you complete your graduation if not with flying marks. If not you are financially equal you should be atleast professionally equal. But as far as i heard you don't work. How would you stand beside him? You don't match to any of his standards. How would he introduce you to his clients? Have you ever thought about it. You never going to match him." She spat venomously.

I sat there dumbfounded.

What have i ever did wrong to get so much of hatred?

I have nothing to say.

I have never choose this. I never choose this high class life as i know they suffocate me. They choose me over others.

I could feel my tears flowing freely showing how miserable i am.

I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned to find my maa, she looked worried.

Can i throw tantrum and stop this marraige?

Can i cry out loud?

can i back answer them and show their place?

I know how to behave unlike them.

They badmouth about me, it shows their character they cannot prove my weakness.

I wiped my tears and stood up and smiled at my maa.

I cannot let their stupid remark into my mind.

I know my capability i don't have to prove to others.

If he studied abroad paying donation i studied hard without using single penny. I got scholarship and free seat. I worked hard to get it. I am topper in every exams and very creative artistic.

Unlike them i hate show off. I will prove them when right time comes.

With new found confidence i held high and walked back to stage.

Soon engagement got over along with drama. I was delighted.

Finally back to home.

A single day with him was nothing but a roller coaster ride with different emotion that too before marraige.

What will i have to face once i get married to him?

All of sudden i felt a weight on my hand.

I looked down at my finger to find my engagement ring.

It weighed heavy.I could feel the weight of this marraige just with this ring.