Recap : Mehendi - IshRan conversation

On the day of the marriage
Sharan's POV

Today is my marriage. God, I never meant for it to happen and that too with that Idiot. The girl who has a PhD in making me angry is going to be my wife. Why would she marry me? Why would she want to sacrifice the happy life she could have with someone else? To be with my family? 

It has been a while that I have been waiting in the porch(mandap) and the priest has been going on shouting continuously. I hate all these rituals and had suggested a register marriage. Isha had agreed to it too but dad would have none of it and so here we are.

I look up and see Isha coming towards the stage. I couldn't move my eyes away for a second. She's so beautiful. She is decked in a golden saree and ornaments and she is shining like a star.

God what am I doing? I am praising my enemy but yes if she can marry me for my family then I can at least appreciate her and she really does look great.

She enters the stage holding the coconut in her hands and Veena and Varna are helping her. She sits down with it still in her hands and only then does she put the coconut in the plate in front of her. We both are sitting close enough for our knees to be touching each other.

"Can you please ask this pandit to stop this chanting? My head is going to blast soon" I whisper in her ear.

"Okay and after that shall I ask him to play some film songs? Is that okay for you?" Why does she have to argue with me on everything. I want to retort but then realize where we are and maintain my silence. This isn't the right time or the right place for us to argue.

Dad hands me a chain which I am supposed to tie around her neck. I look at my dad and my sisters, they are so happy, I've almost never seen them so happy. This is it then, I slowly exhale and tie the chain around her neck looking into her eyes. I could see a drop of tear in the corner of her eyes. I am asked to fill her forehead with vermillion and then we exchanged garlands. 

Fifteen minutes later all the rituals are complete and we are officially man and wife. SHe is Mrs. Ishana Sharan Sharma. I know that one day this title will become a burden for her and I hope that day she will leave me. I shall never stop her then. She deserves a better life, not a compromise.

We take blessings from few of the elders here and after that is the long, extremely long photo-session.With that the day finally comes to an end.

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Sharan's room
Ishana's POV 

I walk into his room. Frankly I have no expectations from this marriage except for one thing, respect. If I have married him, whatever maybe the reason, I want him to respect me and let me hold onto my self-respect.

I saw him sitting on his bed and working on his laptop. Of course, he is married to his laptop and I am his second wife. He is Mr. Laptop Sharma and I am Mrs. Ishana Sharan Sharma. He is married to his laptop and I to him.

He doesn't even look at me as I walk into the room. I know for a fact that I am looking really great and he isn't even looking at me. Great man. I clear my throat to get his attention and he finally looks up from his laptop to me.

"Welcome to my room, Ms. Idiot" he says and looks back at his laptop.

Hello? His room?"Your room?" I voice out my doubt. He sighs and finally shuts his laptop up and looks at me.

"Yes, this is my room and mine only. You are a guest and just a temporary person in my life" he starts walking towards me.

And he has already started with this. I have just set foot in this room and he has already started insulting me.

"So shall I leave after my post expires?" I ask.

"That's up to you, I don't intend to fire you but if you want to leave it yourself I shall not stop you either" he says.

He is talking about all this so casually, I want to slap him just so he will start talking more seriously.

"What? You look like you want to slap me. Don't even think about it, I am your husband and today is our first night"

This is it. He is mad. Nobody told me about that. He should have come with an instruction manual, Sharan Sharma : User manual in sixteen different languages.

English, Hindi, Telugu, Tamil, Malayalam, Bengali, Marathi, Gujarati, French, German, Portuguese..wait how many languages is that. Woah, stop there. Staying with this mad person, I am also going mad.

"I am extremely tired and want to sleep now. We can continue this insane conversation tomorrow" I tried to avoid further discussion. Note the word tried.

"You can sleep but after I discuss an important matter with you" What now?

"Fine" Like I have a choice.

"I have a few conditions which you must obey as long as we are together" 'Together?' I almost snorted.I nodded and he started with his conditions.

"Condition 1 : You shall exercise no right on me as a wife just like I cannot exercise any right on you as your husband"

"Agreed" my response was immediate.

"Condition 2 : You should not control me in any of my matters likewise I shall not control you either." 

"Okay but you can always tell me if there is something that you are not okay with me during my stay here" I said and he is surprised.

"Condition 3 : I don't intend to change my way of life for you, I shall always be like this. You must adjust to that"

"As long as you adjust to me too"

"Are you challenging me? I am.."

"Mr.Rude" I complete for him." I know so continue.

"Condition 4: You should never make my family-sorry our family-sad. You must keep them happy."

"Of course" I said a little indignant.

"Final and most important condition: We might be husband and wife for others but inside this room you are your own person and so am I, we have absolutely no relation between us"

"Okay. Can I sleep now?" I ask.

"One more thing, If you can't adjust with this life, you are free to leave. I will never force you to stay here against your will" he said. See respecting me is not that bad. 

"Now you can sleep" I almost dance in giddy joy. Sleep I'm coming!

Just when I start walking towards the bed, he stops me.

"Where are you going?"

"To sleep, duh!"

"You can sleep but not on the bed. There" he points towards the couch.

"What! No. you said I am your guest so isn't it tradition to offer the bed to me?" I ask hopefully.

"Hello? Why shall I sleep on the couch in my own room?"

"Fine you sleep with your room and I shall sleep with my angels" I said. Sleep, just wait a second. I'm coming after defeating this monster.

He looks at me like I'm mad and he is already so angry.

"Today is just the start and you are already going to tell them everything?"

"Fine I will sleep on the couch" This discussion is not over, Mr.Sharan Sharma. I'm really tired now so I am letting you go for today but that bed is mine tomorrow.

He lied down on the bed while I moved towards the couch. He threw me a blanket and switched the lights off. Like hell he would.

"Hello? Don't turn the lights off. I sleep with the lights on" I shouted. I am scared of darkness but of course I would never admit that to him.

"Don't worry. The only feelings I have for you is hate so I will not do anything, you need not be worried about that" What the hell? I am not worried about that, I am not scared of him, the darkness......

I haven't done anything for him to hate me. Why does he hate me so much? Like all this wasn't enough he also hates me. I fell asleep thinking along those lines. 

Sharan's POV

I am sorry Isha. I don't hate you but you also need to understand that I can never love you. We are such a mismatch. I always shout at everyone, I am rude to everyone but you are so loving to everybody. I shall never stop you if you want to go, maybe that is better for you.

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In the morning

I wake up from my sleep only to see that its already eight o'clock. How am I so late? I have so much to do.I notice that the couch is empty. I am sure that this idiot only turned my alarm off. Let her come, I shall deal with her. 

I quickly got off the bed to get ready and when I returned from the washroom after the shower my clothes are already placed on the table. They are ironed too. I look for my laptop after dressing up and can't find that in place too.

"Can I help you?" I turn back to the voice and see that Ms.Idiot wearing a blue saree and having a cup of tea in her hands.

"Where is my laptop?" 

"I shall bring it, have this tea"  What is she doing? What is going on here? I took the tea which she was giving me. I took a sip and realized that she is the one who made it and also that with that one sip all my anger is gone.

She took the laptop bag from the cupboard and handed it to me. I checked it and saw that she has already packed everything in it. When did she get up to do all this and I was late but I can relax since she has done everything.

"Why did you do all this? Violation of rule number one. Did you forget that you can't exercise any right on me as a wife?"

"Oh god. I forgot... so now hang me according to IPC Section 420" Surprising everyone, that is me and her, I started laughing. I look at her expression, open mouth and all and laugh harder this time.

"Want to have flies for breakfast or you should shut your mouth." I patted her on her shoulder and she closed her mouth.

"You look so good while laughing, why don't you do it more often?" I stop abruptly when I realize what I have been doing.

"You didn't answer my question, why are you doing all this?" I asked regaining a serious face.

"Well your family would doubt us if I don't do all this. We are newly married then we should help each other at least in the beginning. So..." she said. I am not completely convinced but okay.

"Do whatever you want but don't act in front of me, okay?" I told her in a strict voice unable to bear her over-action.

"Okay, Mr.Rude" she replied irritated herself.

"Okay. You go down I shall join you after waking my sisters up" I said.

"I've already done that, they are ready you just get ready soon and come down" she left the room after speaking. What the hell is she doing? She is slowly encroaching in every branch of my life. She is doing everything in my life, does she want to be my wife? I am not going to allow it.

When I went down to the dining room, dad, Varna and Veena are already there. 

"Janimaa please bring Sharan's breakfast too" Isha shouted from the  table.

"Dad, who is she calling? Did she appoint a mew maid without informing me?" I asked furious.

"No son, she is calling Janaki as Janimaa." Dad replied.

"So you adopted our maid as your mother? Just wonderful" I looked at my wife.

"Sharan, watch your words" Dad gave me a warning look.

"Dad I was just appreciating my wife."

"Bhaiyya where will you go for honeymoon?" Veena tried to divert dad's attention but the moment we heard her both I and Isha choked on the food that we were eating. Isha handed me a glass of water and took one for herself.

"Yes bhaiyya?" Veena asked again after I stopped coughing.

What the hell? Me? Honeymoon? With this idiot? Never. Isha looked at me with a mock innocent expression.

"Honeymoon" I stammered trying to buy some time to escape from my sister.

"What happened bhaiyya?" Varna asked. Shit.

"Nothing angels, I just.." I looked at Isha with a pleading look.

"Actually angels we are not going to a honeymoon trip now. I am not in the mood for it. It has been only about a month since their demise and I...It's just that uncle wanted the marriage now itself that is why I agreed. We shall go later and you would accompany us too" Isha said.

"I know that you have done this for me and I will never forget this. You can call me appa too, you are legally my daughter too." Dad said and they both shared a look.

"Thank you uncle. Sorry, appa" Isha said and my sisters joined the hug too. My stomach is burning seeing all this drama. Why are they getting so emotional for nothing? I just want to have my breakfast and get out of here quickly.

"Sharan I understand why you are not going for your honeymoon but this is not fair" Dad turned his attention towards me. Now, what?

"What have I done?" I raised my eyebrows in confusion.

"You got married yesterday and today you are going to leave for work" He said.

"Dad, I have a lot of pending work. I was busy with making the arrangements for the marriage so I have to work now" I tried.

"It's okay uncle" Isha gave a assuring smile.

I finished my breakfast before they can say something else and then left the table after greeting everybody. Isha walked to the door with me and I paused just before leaving.

Ishana's POV

"What?" I asked when he stopped at the door.

Shocking me he pinched my belly. What the hell? Before I can shout the same thing out he put his finger on my lips. This jerk, why did he do that?

"This is your punishment for all that over acting" he whispered. He then added in a louder voice,"Bye darling, see you in the evening." He gave me a flying kiss and then left while I stood there surprised by his over action. I looked back and realized that he was acting till now for them.

Ahh, it hurts. That jerk! He pinched me so hard that it is hurting. I shall not forgive you for this Mr.Rude. See you in the evening.

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Final Editing Done On: 24/10/2018
Edited By: k21pt11