The flower studded car stopped outside a beautiful house . The outer appearance of the house looked more magnificent with the decor of LED lights gleaming with hues of gold and silver .

Everything around felt so good with happy faces of relatives ,friends and family except two souls who were getting bored with so many after wedding rituals , One was the bride Myra and the other was the groom Samir .

"Argh... when these rituals will get over?" Samir thought to himself .
" Whoever finds the ring first will be always going to dominate this relationship , Now lets see whether the groom will be the winner or if the bride will win this game" a  woman from the neighborhood  spoke out enthusiastically . She then dipped and mixed the ring in a big bowl of milk and rose petals .

"Do we have to put our hands in that thing!" Samir exclaimed and he scrunched his nose in disgust . Samir found it gross and unhygienic to put his hand in the mixture of milk and rose petals with Myra . "Come on  don't be spoilsport bhai (brother ) " spoke out Kyra .

Finally Samir agreed to do this ritual on everyone's insistence . Myra too put her hand in the bowl . Both started to search for the ring but Samir got the ring first and he won . A victory smirk got plastered on his face while Myra looked downwards so that she could yawn . It's already 2 in the morning and Myra with all the makeup , jewelry and heavy attire is hell sleepy and tired .

But it would get awkward and embarrassing if the newly bride would yawn at everyone's face . So , Myra thought to keep her face a little bowed to hide her sleepy yawns .

Finally when this ritual ended ,the bride was taken to Samir's room . A girl helped Myra in sitting on the bed while the other girl teased Myra ,"Bhabi(sister in law) share this glass of milk with Samir Bhaiya(brother)".

The other girls giggled to this remark and then after doing a bit of teasing and leg pulling of Myra by awkward wedding night jokes all the girls left the room while Myra felt awkward and a pit of nervousness and anxiety grew in her stomach .

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The roses and jasmines of this decorated room made Myra feel suffocated instead of giving calmness. The sudden wedding with Samir , this new house , new people were enough to make Myra alienated . Myra suddenly missed her home , her parents , her room and her favourite blanket . Here nothing and no one felt familiar .

A tear fell from her eye as she remembered the comfort of her room and the love of her parents and little brother . The room's door then creaked open and Samir came inside making Myra more nervous .

Samir sat beside Myra and he spoke out ,"Hey Wifey ! Is that milk for me? Are you scared? Your hands are shivering , give this glass to me".

Myra gave the glass to Samir and he drank the whole milk as if he was hungry from ages.

Myra's stomach growled in hunger as she saw Samir gulping the milk but she said nothing because she remembered what Rekha (Myra's mother ) had told Myra ' as a bride you need to put your husband first in everything '.

"Now get off from the bed and sleep on that sofa!" Samir rudely ordered Myra . A frown came on Myra's face hearing him .

Noticing the frown, Samir spoke out,
" Listen I married you to teach you a lesson , to seek revenge from you and I pitied on you since your father is bed ridden . I won't ever consider you as my wife , Get this in your head!".

Myra shivered hearing Samir . She got up from the bed and she took out a nightwear from her suitcase . After struggling with makeup and innumerable hairpins , Myra changed her clothes .

But Myra felt shy to come out in this Victoria Secret's night gown suddenly Myra missed her ultra comfortable Pyjamas and comfy t shirts .

" Will you sleep in the restroom! If this is so then I am closing the lights!" Samir yelled at the bathroom's door . Then barely after a few seconds Samir closed the lights .

Myra peeped through the bathroom's door and she saw that the room's lights were off . She thought that it was the right time to go to sleep without Samir seeing her in that awkward nightwear.
Myra slept on the sofa with no pillow and blanket only tears stained her face .

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"You sleepy head! Get up ! Everyone is waiting for you at the breakfast and you are still sleeping" Samir shouted and Myra woke up with her heart racing hard.

Suddenly it dawned upon Myra that it was not her home and she now lived in a different place with new people . Henceforth, she could not sleep as per her own will since now she had many responsibilities on her shoulders .

Myra ran towards the bathroom , she took a quick shower . Then she tried to wear the saree but she again struggled to tie it properly . Samir banged bathroom's door to call Myra out faster . While Myra's face turned red and sweat covered her face as she felt a panic arising in her chest .

"Are you dead inside! Open the door or else I will break open the door and come inside!" Samir warned Myra with frustration and anger lacing his voice . Myra wrapped the saree untidily and came out hurriedly knowing that Samir could actually break open the door in anger and frustration .

Samir looked at Myra in shock and he exclaimed, "You even don't know how to tie a saree !I didn't knew you are so dumb! ". Myra instantly felt the insult and she bowed down her head in embarrassment .

Samir gritted his teeth and he muttered a curse hearing which hot tears escaped from Myra's eyes .

"Now don't be crying mess! Some relatives are waiting for your hand cooked first sweet dish , go hurry up and untie this mess , I mean I will help you out to make proper plates of the saree otherwise you will bring shame to us if the relatives and neighbours spotted you dressed like a lunatic".

Samir then opened You tube and he searched " How to tie a saree" . Within a blink of eye several videos popped up . He opened a video , repeated the steps as shown in the video and he tied a perfect saree just within 15 minutes .

Myra was shell shocked at Samir's perfection in every thing he did . He literally tied the saree as if he did it everyday . Myra did the makeup and wore matching bangles according to her saree .

Then Myra came to the kitchen . The house help asked Myra about what all ingredients she needed to make her first rasoi( the first time when a newly bride cooks something for her in laws, usually a sweetdish to symbolize sweetness in the newly made relationships with her in-laws ) .

Myra named all the ingredients to the house help which she needed. Myra had planned to make Kheer ( Rice pudding made with milk, rice, sugar and dry fruits ) for her in-laws.

But being a Schlemiel Myra couldn't make the kheer properly as it got burned by high flame of the gas stove. Big tears formed in Myra's eyes as she now got anxious .

Myra now had nothing to serve before her in-laws who were waiting eagerly for Myra's Kheer . Samir came in the kitchen and he saw frightened Myra with horrified expressions on her face .

Samir glared Myra and he kept a box on the kitchen counter . Myra opened the box and she found Kheer in it . Samir then said," I already knew that you would not be able to make Kheer on your own that is why I bought this Kheer as a backup since I didn't want my mom to be embarrassed infront of anyone due to your clumsiness ".

Myra was astonished at Samir's Sanguine . The word 'Sanguine' refers to be optimistic or positive , especially in an apparently bad or difficult situation . Myra lacks Sanguine and she panicks easily while Samir is full of Sanguine who handles every
awkward/bad situation with calmness and positive approach to find solution to the problem . Myra now subconsciously aspired to have Sanguine in her personality just like Samir .