"Even you know Vivek our marriage is not normal, and it can never be one." I cried out to the person standing close to me while taking 2 steps away from him.
"Then let's work to make it normal, love. Yes, I do see us as different from other normal...
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Smriti's POV -
I woke up with a dull ache in my head the next morning. When I opened my eyes, I saw Adhira sitting with a smug look on my bed beside me. I raised my eyebrows at her.
"Looks like someone has a headache." Was her genius response.
"And why do you find this so amusing?" I scrunched my nose.
"That's because Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi." She said dreamily and I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.
"My soon-to-be-jiju would just be perfect for you and your migraines, di. He's a neurologist. There couldn't be any other better match for you." She said with a stupid grin on her face as I made my way to the washroom to do my morning chores.
" So I wasn't wrong in thinking that Mumma-Dadda actually felt that there was something wrong with my brain. They're actually marrying me off to a fucking brain doctor." The reality slowly started sinking in as a tear fell from my right eye.
The washroom is one such place where my overthinking self starts doing her overtime. The place is just so quiet and calm that I can't help but overthink.
I then glanced at the wall clock hung on the wall of my washroom and I realized that it was already 10.30 am and since Agnihotri's are supposed to come over for lunch, they should be here by around 1 pm.
I scoffed at my own misery and then headed to take a head bath that would probably help soothe my headache. I hate taking medicine!
As soon as I came out of the bathroom, I noticed that a simple floral anarkali suit was neatly placed on my bed.
"This must be Mumma." I voiced my thoughts internally and thanked God for Mumma choosing this suit instead of a saree and making it more awkward than it already was.
I quickly wore the suit and let my curly hair open, which I usually tend to tie.
I honestly didn't want to get ready at all but I knew Mumma and Adhira wouldn't agree and would eventually force me to do so, hence I decided upon doing simple makeup to save my energy.
I applied mascara and a light shade of pink lipstick. I then wore studs instead of huge dangles.
Simple is elegant!
Smriti's look ~
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By the time I was all ready, it was already 12pm.
Yes! I'm aware that I take a ridiculously long time in the bath, but come on, its just so relaxing. Sometimes I feel bathing is my hobby.
