The women of the village and my mother were helping me in getting ready for the wedding.

My hands had pretty henna and red bangles. The turmeric though now washed away, was still making my skin glow and the red saree draped around my body was just so beautiful. I looked breathtaking.

I smiled looking myself in the mirror.

I was looking so pretty that I was sure that my husbands will be so much shocked and pleased seeing me.

My mother came with kohl and applied in near my ear saying

"Tujhe kisi ki nazar naa lage choti"



I was so overwhelmed and emotional at the same time imagining how my life will be in the future.

How will my husbands treat me?

Will they desire to be with me?

Will I be enough for them?

I heard that if the husband doesn't feel satisfied he seeks pleasure outside. I certainly Don't want that.

Soon the children started running around and I was informed that baarat has arrived.

..............

The barat was welcomed and the grooms were welcomed inside the house.

Wedding rituals were started and the bride was called.

........

PRESENT TIME

I was called and asked to sit in the middle of the both them. I momentarily Gazed at both of them, they were looking at me only, I knew they can't see me yet due to my veil, but i could see, I knew I looked beautiful and they looked so much mesmerized by my looks.

I felt butterflies in my stomach looking at them.

2HOURS BACK

"Choti"

[Choti ]

"Ji didi"

[Yes didi]

"Av byaah ho jayega Tera, ab toh tu sayani ho gyi hai"

[Now you will be married, you are getting mature now.]

She placed her index finger on my chin and lifted it a bit, I Gazed into her eyes a bit guiltily.

"Tu aise Dulhan ke Roop me bahut sundar lag rhi hai"

[ you are looking so beautiful in this bridal attire. ]

I knew I look good but I also know that because of me only she get to listen all those nonsense of the women of the village.

"Hame maaf kar dijiye didi agar hamne apka kabhi dil dukhaya ho toh"

[Please forgive me didi if I had ever hurt you.]

She looked at me and shook her head with a smile.

"Tera sundar hona Tera gun hai, aur unka mujhe sunana ya hum dono ki tula karna unka gun hai. Tere bhagya me Jo likha hai vo mein kabhi nahi paa sakti aur na hi tu mere bhagya ka mujhse cheen sakti Hai, Unki pravritti hi ninda karna hai, isme Tera koi dosh nahi hai"

[You being preety is your speciality, and them taunting me and comparing both me and you is their property. Whatever that's in your destiny can't be mine and Whatever is in mys destiny can't be snatched by you too. It's their trait to talk shit about people. And you are not to blame for that.]

I teared up.

All my life I thought that she will blame me for all the taunts that the women gave her, but here she was so sweet and never had a single grudge for me.

I hugged her and cried for a while and we separated and she cleaned tye dried tear and did Some touch-ups.

END FLASHBACK

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PRESENT TIME

I could feel the lingering gaze on my body and face all the times, they were so attractive themselves.

I often observed men ogling at me but my brothers being so protective, never left a wrong sight bother me.

I was so small compared to them almost timid.

They both filled sindoor in my hair partition, I closed my eyes for some moments accepting them wholeheartedly and they tied mangalsutra.

We took 7 pheras around the holy fire and the wedding was complete.

It was about the time of the vidaai.

My mother and father both were so emotional, that I had to start a new life and will have a new family of my own.

We touched their feet and they blessed us. I came to my brothers and they both engulfed Me In a tight hug and almost cried.

It was time for me to go, and we departed for my new house, 'our house'.