Our journey from engagement to marriage by Shipra Saini (surface ebook reader TXT) 📕

"Preeti let's go to the market.I need buy some clothes for neha's wedding and we will buy some vegetables for dinner on our way back to home. Your father asked sambar curry for dinner."

I was in a kitchen washing dishes when mummy came to me and asked me to come with her to market.

"okay.. " I washed my hands and wipe them with towel.

I walked to my room and changed into black plane net anarkali suit. 
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Mummy and I are in a showroom of traditional Indian wears and a beautiful sale's girl in her twenties showing us a beautiful lehnga.

"Preeti look at this red lehenga. It looks so beautiful. You can wear it on wedding day." mummy said while looking at me with a excited smile on her face.

"mummy it's Neha's wedding not mine then why I should wear red lehenga." I said.

"so what..I like this color and red suits you. I am going to buy this for you." she said stubbornly.

I shake my head and agree what she wants to buy for me.

"What if someone wants to see you in red." she murmured something under her breath but I hear it.

"what do you mean?" I asked her knitted my eyebrows.

"nothing..go try it.. "she said while giving me a lehenga to try it.

Mummy is started behaving weirdly like something fishy is going in her mind. She forced me to go to beauty parlour and buying so many dresses for me. I can understand we are going to the wedding but she is acting like someone coming there to specially see me. 
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I and mummy in a vegetable market buying vegetables for sambar curry.

My mind is fill with Siddharth whole time. I was thinking about his love, his care and his lack of trust on me. I am thinking about him every second that I forgot about my surroundings.

I heard the sound of giggles of a girl. I turned my head and saw a couple eating ice-cream. Her husband took a ice cream cone from her hand and started licking it.

I smiled when a girl make a pout and turn other side from her husband. Her husband put a ice-cream on a tip of her nose with his finger and lick it.

They both are looking cute. They both looking so in love with each other. I wish I and Siddharth could be happy like this couple.

"It's Rashi.. She got married last year."
I turned my head to mummy. She is looking at the same couple which I was looking at.

"Do you know her? " I asked her while looking at her.

"Her parents are our neighbors. She is sharmaji daughter. You don't know her because she lived in Chandigarh." mummy said while turning her head from them to vegetable seller.

"Bhaiya please pack two kilograms onions." mummy said to the vegetables seller.

"Is her love marriage?" I asked mummy.

Mummy giggle and shake her head.

"No.. Her parents choose groom for her." she said while picking the tomato carefully.

"They are looked like they had a love marriage." I asked while helping her choose the tomato.

"love is not a thing, you wait for it to happen. It just happen. No matter how long you know your partner but when you first time saw him your heart skipped so many beats and you know that he is the one." mummy said looking at me giving me a small smile.

I never thought mummy gave me lecture on love. May be the love between papa and her and 35 years of her marriage gave her enough experience of love.

"can I ask you something?" I asked her while picking a carrot.

"yes.. " mummy said.

"how do you know, papa love you?" I asked her without meeting her gaze. I can feel her gaze on me.

Mummy smiled and turned her gaze from me and said "he never said that he love me but the way he took care of my every small things, the way he looked at me and his trust on me that he shares everything to me enough for me to know his love."

"what if the person you love don't have enough trust on your love that he doesn't share his pain with you, is that mean he doesn't love you or that he think that you don't deserve him." I whispered and lower my eyelids.

"No, when the person you love don't share his pain with you, it doesn't mean that he doesn't love you or doesn't have trust on your love. Sometimes its mean that he love you so much that he can't look you in pain. No matter if pain is emotional or physical, He wants to protect you from it. He can endure all pain but cannot look you suffering. Sometimes he has to stay away from you for your own sake but it doesn't mean he doesn't love you. " she said while giving me half smile.

A lone tear escaped from my eyes and I wiped it before mummy can notice it.

"Isha ji.. How's Ramesh ji now..I got worried when I came to hear that he suddenly had a chest pain at night. I am sorry we were not here to help you" One of mummy's friend came to us and asked about his health.

I looked at mummy in confusion because I don't know papa had a chest pain and he got admitted to hospital.

"Now he is fine Meena. Ramesh friend's son was here to help us." mummy said.

I was waiting to finish their talk so I can ask mummy why didn't she tell me about that. Why the hell everyone hides things from me.

After sometime they both bid a goodbye, promising each other to meet soon.

"what happened to papa? Why didn't you tell me before about his health?"
I asked her while picking the begs full of vegetables.

"I don't want to worry you. He is fine now." mummy said.

"mummy what happened to papa I want every single detail." I asked her while walking beside her.

Mummy huffed and said, "one day after having a dinner when I and your papa went to sleep, he suddenly started having a chest pain. I got worried what to do so I called Anit but he was out of station. That night rain was also pouring heavily. I don't understand whom to call so at last I called Siddharth."