Durga's pov ~

I barge inside my room and fell on my bed . How could they ? How could they do this to me  , throughout my childhood i have heard how my parents have saved me from the moment i came into this world but for what , to marry me off to someone, to sell me off so i no longer be the burden.

With a tear drenched face and a heavy pulsing body , i try to remember each time me and Malini had discussed about her post marriage and everything she have to face . The fact that her in - laws treats her like their own daughter doesn't reduce the concern as she's expected to have a child within a year . If she fails, then the actual harassment will start but as i remember Malini always beams while speaking about her her husband and how good he makes her feel, but how can i expect the same from my future when i don't even know his name let alone his characteristics.

I come out of my trans when i realized the presence of another person and sat up abruptly.

My tearful gaze falls upon my mother who stood at the very corner of this room silently asking for my permission to speak.

" kya han maa , kyun ayi ap mere kamre me " i ask her . " bas aisehi laadoo " "kyun mein nhi a sakti " her brows are pushed together as i look up to meet her gaze . "Meine aisa kab kaha " i rub my eyes on the back of my hand to look at her clearly. 

"Nhi kaha par mujhe pata han ki tu naraz han mujhse, mat ho na laadoo mere pas tujhe chor ke aur koun hi han " said my mother very meekly . I meet her orbs to search for some lies but there were none . How can be when i clearly know she's not , my orbs settle on her brown one's and i finally spoke my mind " mujhe shaadi nhi karni han maa app baba se baat karo na , mujhe padhna han aur phir doctor banna han app ko toh pata hi han app samjhalo na baba ko aur mein sirf sola saal ( 16 years) ki hun mujhe nhi karni koi shaadi waadi " i pant out of my nerves .

"Durga" my name feel like daggers coming out of her mouth.

" tumne apne hisse ka bol liya han abb hamar bhi sunna aur bich me rokne ki koshish na kariyo " i can feel her fuming as i caste my gaze on my lap .

" humaou ( my) shaadi tujhse ( your) pehele ho gaya tha aur hum bas teera varse ke the ( 13 years), bachpan se ladki hone ke karan hamesha ulta seedha sun na padhta tha aur mujhe laga shaadi ke baat sab theek ho jayega par chize aur bigar gayi . I opened my mouth to speak but her hand cut me off  " mujhe bolne de laadoo " i nod in response for her to continue " hum aurat jaat han hamaou betu , hum log ka kam hi han sabki seva karna aur tujhe pata han na savaa se punya labh hota han " i nod in response " toh bas abb tere baba jo bhi kahenge tu bas karti ja koi sawal jawab na kar mere sath , samjhi " i looked down feeling my nerves spike up .

"Par maa " she cut me off mid sentence "tujhe nhi karni shaadi toh jake apne baba se bol , mujhe bolke kachu nai hoga " i shooke ny head from side to side " baba mar denge maa humko" "apko chor kar aur kabhi kisise kachu boli hu ka mai , baba se pahele bhaisa hi gaala daba denge mera " " toh bas chup chap reh aur acchi bacchi banke reh" i look at her accusingly " kyun mein itne saal acchi bacchi nhi thi kya "  " na laadoo tu toh meri sabse acchi ladki han " she pulls my hand and make me rest my head on the lap .

"Bas jitna jhagra karna han aur jitna rona han role , sasural jake sanskari bahu ki tarha rehna aur kabhi aisa kachu na karna jisse tujhe koi pareshani jhel ni pare badme , hamesha jamaisa aur apne ghar walon ka baat manti rehna " " dekh betu tu toh janti hi han tere baba ne keh diya toh wohi hoga tujhse teri rai ( consent) koi nhi puchga toh bas wo hi kar jisse sabki bhala ho "" karegi na itna mere liya " i nod my head meekly in response.

"Maa ek baat puchu ?" I ask . " han " . " wo koun han jisse hamaou shaadi teh hui han " my mother's face broke out in grinn before she answered " wo pass Charmatha gaun ke Thakur han , bohot izzatdar gharana han aur bohot pehechani han shahar me unki , aur maine suna han ki bohot sundar bhi han " my mother grins hard as she completes complimenting him . " unka naam kya han " i ask " Vidyut Rajwanshi " a small smile take over my face . " Vidyut " a harsh slap hands on my shoulder " bhag aise koi apne pati ka naam leta han kya , log kahenge maa ne kachu nhi sikhaya " i smile and rap my arms around her waist, imagining the characteristics he will possess and how he will look . Vidyut . I like this name .

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