Of being a Object and Fiance

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I was in fairytale, scratch that a Bollywood movie.

I pulled out of his hug and thought about what happened. I gazed into his eyes contemplating about future.

"What are you thinking about?" He asked.

I started feeling awkward about being in his arms. It felt good, too good but I still wanted to guard myself. I liked him, a lot but I didn't know him that well. What if, his behaviour was a charade. What if he was just another pig.

I wiggled out of his hold. I regretted it soon as the warmness left me.

"Lila..." He sounded concerned.

"I am just not comfortable yet with you being so close" I confessed. I waited for his reaction. He will surely call me prude or something like that.

"Ok. I am sorry if I overstepped my boundaries" Woww.. that was unexpected.

"No, no it's fine" I said smiling a bit.

Few moments passed we were just standing looking at anything but each other.

Vijaysingh was still lying facedown on the floor, like anybody cared.

I had to break the silence.

"Did you really meant what you said earlier?" I asked

"Are you seriously asking me this after agreeing to marry me?" He was amused there will a small smile on his face which made his dimple fall out.

It was the first time I noticed them.

They made him look so cute.

"Yes, I did mean what I said. I like you" The words made my heart flutter.

"But we don't know each other" I reasoned.

"We can get to know each other" He retorted.

"What if we don't like what we come to know" I asked thinking about my previous thoughts.

"Then nothing. We will be stuck with each other. Forever?"

"Forever? What about the deal?" I asked.

"Are you deaf or dumb? I just went out of my way to tell you that I like you and all you do is keep questioning me" He raised his voice slightly.

"Of course, I am going to. I met you less than a week ago. Your arrival created a havoc in my simple life. You were rude to me insulted you every chance you got. How am I supposed to trust you?" I was fuming.

He thought for few seconds before replying.

"Apparently what you say is right" he concluded

"I am always right" I stated a fact.

"Don't need to be so smug. Let's get you inside" He noticed that I was shivering. He ushered me towards the entrance of my house.

"You are coming with me?" I was beyond shocked.

"Yes. It's high time that I finally meet your Ajji"

"Aare Deva, aata kay honar!" (Oh, God what will happen now?) I sighed dramatically.

"Apla lagna" (Our marriage) He again gave me that smile. His dimpled smile.

He walked in front of me and I just stood there looking at his walking figure. I remembered his smile and I swooned.

"Are you coming or do I have to wait for you to come out of your trance?" He said again with that smile.

What's with him smiling today. It seems that his mother's smile rubbed off on him. I walked towards him and we continued walking towards the entrance.

If only I could see him smile like this all day everyday. I probably might.

I was still not sure if my family would agree of this marriage. Knowing Vikram, I knew he would find a way.

"Vikram, please don't tell anyone that I agreed to marry you" I told him in desperation.

"Why?" He knitted his eyebrow.

"If they know that I want this, they will never agree to it"

I hung my head low.

"Hey, hey. No need to be upset. I won't tell them. Come on I have a plan"

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Just imagine.

Your family have arranged your marriage.

The guy comes to see you and you go outside to talk to him alone.

Your family is waiting inside for the decision.

But when you come back, you are not only with some other dude but you have also agreed to marry him.

What would you feel?

Nothing?

Na da?

Well I was feeling something, fear. Like people are thinking about banning Maggi kinda fear.

As I entered the courtyard, people stood up with smiling faces.

As they looked at the person behind me confusion etched on their faces.

"Who is he?" Ajji asked "Where is Vijaysingh?"

"He is Vikram Joshi" It was Kaka who answered. I was confused that he knows him.

Then I realised, of course Vikram might have visited him in the office.

"What are you doing here? You are not welcome here" Ajji spoke in a hard voice.

I just stood there. Waiting for Vikram's reaction. But nothing came.

I looked at him, his face was calm.

Just then Vijaysingh stumbled onto the backyard, half of his face was covered in mud, his clothes were creased and the look on his face was undeniably of anger.

Ajji went towards him and supported his limping form. Even though he was twice her weight, Ajji was surprisingly holding him perfectly. Why was she taking so much pain for him?

"What happened? Who did this to you?" Ajji asked him.

He pointed towards Vikram.

Vikram's gaze was unfazed.

Why do I felt like he was gonna get beaten up by my relatives?

"You, you boy why did you do this to my granddaughter's fiance?" She glared at him.

"Fiance, what fiance? I didn't agree to marry him. I won't marry him" I shouted.

Was that women nuts? Yeah she was.

"Nobody asked you. You are going to marry Vijaysingh." She was walking with his limping for towards us.

"I won't" I announced.

"Lila be quiet" Harish Kaka said walking towards Vikram. "Why did you harm Vijaysingh?"

"Ask Lila?"

"Lila" Kaka asked.

I gulped. Everybody's eyes were now on me. I didn't know what to say. Deepti who was quiet this whole time nudged me to say something.

"He... tried to... touch me... inappropriately and promised to beat... after we get married if.. if I don't keep quiet quiet"

Deepti hugged me and tears started to fall from her eyes. She knew what was going through me, same thing happened to her when we were young. She was traumatised for years after that.

Vijaysingh pushed Ajji aside and he charged towards me "You little...."

A fist touched his face and he fell down groaning in anger.

It was not Vikram who punched him.

It was

Harish Kaka.

Seeing it as a signal, all my cousins and uncles charged towards him to beat him up.

"You can't do this to me, I have already given you money" He shouted through the chaos.

"Money? What money?" Harish Kaka asked him.

"Money, 40 lakh rupees for her" He said pointing at me.

I broke down on the ground. I was not being sent away. I was sold by my own blood. It was the only thing I was worth of? I looked up at Vikram not caring if anybody was noticing.

His face was filled with anger, his fist were closed and near his body as if he was trying to resist his urge to beat someone.

His eyes met mine and I could swear I saw they softened.

He walked towards me and bent down towards my level.

He wiped out my tears with his hand.

He stood up and announced.


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Don't Kill me, please!

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