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This morning had a different vibe. It wasn't too bright or too dull...it was just moderate, like it was going to remain cloudy for the whole day or maybe rain...depends!

But rain in Delhi in the month of February is quite strange...it's winter right now! But who knows what might happen and when. Like who knew I would be there with my children just three days back living the best part of their childhood and being all happy and cheerful and the last two days would give me the most shocking revelations of my life! It's all planned by HIM...whom we refer to as god. The creator and planner. I am sure he is also having a nice time seeing me dance on the tunes of Arjun.

I hardly slept for an hour last night. The absence of Arjun got into my head. I wasn't missing him but I was just...just wanting him to be here with me and I DON'T KNOW WHY? 

I kept on pondering the whole night that why did I say that I have someone else in my life when I don't have a single guy coming near me! Okay, that's way too much but the truth is that I don't want to remarry and I don't want to date anyone. I don't find anyone worth my children and me. I am happy...or is that my mere assumption? Am I really happy? Ofcourse I am!

Again a knock was there on my door. I opened the door and the sight in front of me made me go dead!

"Amayaaaa???" Isha, Arjun's very own cousin or let's say wicked cousin stood there and eyed me from top to bottom like I had just performed a magic trick where I had separated my head from my body. 

"Hi!" I gave a crooked smile as I saw her making unrecognizable, out of this world expressions.
After thinking for about two minutes, she asked, "Where's Bhai?"

"I don't know," I replied standing there at the door, leaning to the frame.

"Are you here to get bhai back into your life? If you think you can succeed in that then let me make this clear to you that bhai loves only and only Disha and no one else...do you-" she started blabbing on her own. She asked a question to me and then replied to it herself and my mind was already too choked to hear her utter nonsense early in the morning so I cut her off.

"What the hell is your problem? You want to meet Arjun then find him. This is your fucking house miss and I know you don't have a memory so weak that you will get lost in your own house! So go on and leave me alone," I said as I was about to shut the door but she caught it midway.

What is their problem I don't understand! Mumma, Arjun, Isha and my sister in law...whatever! Everyone is so fucking rude! I am not talking to you and neither am I interested in talking to you then why do you have to poke your nose into my every fucking business?

"Attitude and all huh! Keep it to yourself and I know bhai must have brought you here...unfortunately he couldn't forget you for all these years but now he WILL and you are going to see that!" She warned.

He couldn't forget me? Ofcourse, because we are married...but Arjun! Even I couldn't forget you...I always loved you man. You were the only one infact, you are the only one.

The moment I settled myself on the bed to dive into thoughts about Arjun, my phone buzzed twice. It was a message.

"Good morning Amaya. Come down in thirty minutes wearing the Saree I am sending right now. We are going to your place and this time everyone will be there.

Arjun-"

What is this? This plain simple invitation? And good morning??? Was it really Arjun? I know I know...I am going to meet everyone at my parents' house and the occasion is an auspicious one I believe. The ganesh puja. In our tradition, it is conducted before all the wedding ceremonies begin because it is believed that the to be bride and and groom should get the abundant blessings of god for their happy life till eternity.

Soon there was my stylist standing at the door with my mustard coloured Saree and a beautiful padded sweetheart neck back single string silver blouse.

"Keep it over there," I commanded as I pointed towards the empty side on the bed.

She gave me a half smile, a pitiful one and left the room. I didn't understand the reason but I knew she was feeling bad for me.
Why are they feeling bad for me?
I am doing all this drama for my children and me. I know this will hurt like hell when it ends but...but maybe this will mark a new beginning for me and I am  looking forward to it.

Without wasting any time I did my morning chores and took a quick hot shower. I wore the saree he had sent for me and  applied a little usual makeup. For shoes I wore a pair of yellow angle strap Gucci sandals.

Imagine a sweetheart neckline blouse!

  
I descended downstairs only to find Isha, Rithik and Arjun waiting in the living room for my arrival.

Won't grandma accompany us? And even if she doesn't, will they even tell her about anything that's happening around?

Suddenly, I started feeling nervous. I just can't handle the sight of those people who hurt me to an extent that I wanted to kill myself. I saw Rithik and Arjun discussing something but the moment I entered, their eyes were fixed on me.

I slowly walked towards them, not knowing what to say. Rithik immediately stood up and hugged me tight.

Omg! This boy...

"Bhabhi ( brother's wife)" he whispered into my ears, making sure that Arjun doesn't get a hint of how he is addressing me.

"Hey!" I exclaimed. I felt a little comfortable after that because the kind of hatred this Disha showed towards me made me go crazy this morning. Ofcourse she was one of the reasons for our divorce...bitch!

"Let's go," said Isha, averting her gaze from her phone and after that she eyed me from top to bottom in disgust. She rolled her eyes after that and then walked outside the mansion. Rithik followed her like a puppy calling out to her name but she ignored.

Seeing just Arjun in the living room, I found an opportunity to ask about Grandma.

"Arjun," I said.

"Hm," he replied, not trying to even face me.

I ignored his actions and asked, "Where's grandma?"

"She is not well so she isn't coming with us," he said and that's when I realised he told her everything.

"You told her that you are getting married?" I asked out of shock! How did she take it?

"Hmm," he replied as he scrolled over his phone. I really get pissed off when someone looks at his phone when I am talking to him/her.

"How did she react?" I asked, out of curiosity.

"I said you are also getting married and so am I. It's mutual," he casually said.

No no no Arjun...this is not mutual. It was only you who decided to move on.

See, my news about moving on hurt you so much then think how I must have felt when I got to know about your wedding! It did hurt Arjun because I loved you...I always did and I know the fact will always remain as it is...don't make me hate you. It really hurts!

"Okay," I mumbled as I walked past him.

He followed me and then we got into his black jaguar. Rithik and Isha were going to come in another car. Arjun sat on the driving seat and the car was brought to life making me go back to the time when he was standing on the threshold of entering my life.

Eight years ago...

"Amaya wake up...it is Disha's special day today. Moreover, Arjun and his family are coming for this first time to our house," my mother literally yelled into my years.

Disha Disha Disha...is there anyone else in this world whom she admires?

I muttered some great Indian curses to Disha and my awesome fucked up situation and then dragged myself into the washroom.

I wore a yellow suit and and did nice fish plates. I was again called by my mother for some help in the kitchen. I walked into the kitchen to find that it was just seven in the morning and mom was all dressed into a beautiful orange Saree and was preparing the breakfast.

"Good morning mumma," I said as I grabbed an apple kept in the fruit basket.

"Bring some tomatoes from the fridge," she ordered and I did as I was directed but while keeping them on the slab, this crazy personality of mine, I dropped them off and then I knew I was doomed. She started barking and I made my way out of this kitchen.

I walked into the guest room to find Disha getting ready into a nice yellow saree and some gold jewellery.

"You look nice," I said. She was actually looking pretty.

"Thanks," she said as was finally done with her hair.

"Where's Diya?" I enquired as I looked around.

"In the washroom," she pointed. That's when I noticed a book lying on the bed. 'After'. I started reading the first page of it when Diya came out dressed in a yellow suit too.

"Ugh..such a bad timing Disha. I have my finals from the next day of your wedding," Diya complained as she dried her hair from the hair drier.

Before this sister drama begins...I should leave.

I was roaming in the living room, helping the pandit jee with various puja things and that's when entered the sexy Arjun and his family. He was dressed in a white kurta and so were all the male members of both the families whereas the girls and ladies were dressed in yellow and orange.

I couldn't take my eyes off this man and I know he had caught me checking him out I guess twice which made me turn crimson but I knew Arjun and Amaya were never ever going to be together and I don't even want that!

I kept on stealing glances of him till the puja took place. For the first time in my life I sat still like a good girl in the puja and all thanks to Arjun. Arjun's mom seemed too interested in me that day. She kept on enquiring about my college and my life and I liked answering her...after all she was Arjun's mother.

We had our brunch together and everyone was busy chatting and singing and enjoying but I had my own personal site to enjoy...Arjun, his sexy figure and face and Mahira and mine spicy gossip over how Arjun and Disha were so perfect together.

Present.

"We have reached," Arjun's voice brought me back into present and I realised I was right as wwell as wrong. Arjun and Amaya were tied together but destiny outshined our bond and it broke us apart!

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