Although life is depressing but we still have to live unless and until We have the guts to end it. Which i don't have that's the reason i am still moving on with this shitty life .

Jaanvi went downstairs after getting ready.

She saw her MIL entering the dinning room.

"Aree beta(dear) you woke up, its still early"

"Nahi (no) aunty i am used to it"

"Aunty nahi beta maa 'bolo." ( Don't call me aunty beta)

"Ji maa." (Ok mother)

MAA the word actually sounds pretty strange to me because I never really felt the love from my mom. So i guess maa will bring me some happiness in my life. I am not being judgemental , its all about Vibes we get from different people around us and surprisingly this motherly vibe is pretty new for me .

"Beta(dear) i know this all must be new for you but trust me every things take time in this world give this relationship a decent amount of time and respect." Maa said

I was on the verge of crying because my own mother was never this understandable but she is.

I roamed around the house or should I say mansion and made breakfast.

Everything finally seemed nice until i saw my husband walking down the stairs. I am not gonna lie he has this "don't talk to me ... I am mr president" kind of aura.
But all this kept aside he look so delicious in his formal wear.

"Delicious" seriously jaanvi .
You thought of nothing but delicious.
My mind mocked me.

"Don't forget that your this delicious piece of meat made you cry yesterday." My inner voice said.

"So what i have been crying for past so many years because of my parents, its nothing new to me . And after so much time i have seen a real man. " i replied back.

"Good morning mom" my thought were broken by my husband wishing my MIL.

"Good morning dear ." maa greeted back

From his behaviour i can make out that he is ignoring me.
Alas , everyone in this world ignores my existence.

Just after sometimes maa left . now I am all alone again.

Its been a day since I got married but every time I get up I wonder where the hell am I . I got up did my morning routine and went down to prepare breakfast. I saw a maid who introduced herself as Samantha . I gave her a smile and told her that I will prepare todays breakfast .
She nodded and gave me a smile and started giving me the ingredients. I tied my hair and started preparing his breakfast . his mother told me that he like western breakfast as it is light.

I prepared French tost and his coffee . I placed everthing on the dining table. And at the very moment he entered . God he looks like a greak god.

" janvi stop ogling at him" my inner voice said .

I came back to earth.

He ignored me and sat on the head of the table and looked at breakfast .

"Who made the breakfast" he asked.

"I ... made.." I stammered

" sit here and have breakfast with me"

"me . "

"Yes you , who else" .

I sat there and stated serving him .

After he left for office , I started roaming around the house. I remember yesterday I saw a library here . I stood in front of the last room which turned out to be abhimaan's . I slowly turned the knob and went inside . His room is mainly the combination of back and grey or I should say most probably in shade of black.

The house screams nothing but Riches.
But my most part of this house is the mandir which was recently established recently

I just don't know why every arrogant , jerk kind of people are obsessed with black colour. his obsesseion with black is just unbelievable. I didn't wanted to enter further as it would mean invade in privacy and most importantly he didn't even gave me any right over his life , so I just closed the door and left to find my library .

"Wow " was the only word that left my mouth at that moment that library was just perfectly my taste . I always wanted one but never had one .

P

My mouth hung open.
This is a home library. Its so freaking big . I guess even he likes reading just like me .
The smell of the books is just heavenly. I guess this place can be my safe land .

There are so many Books. I always wanted to have my own library but i couldn't.
Nowadays youngsters are always on internet and they are forgetting the value books old . But i am a little old school so i would still prefer books over any webseries or movies.

I took a look around and found that he is really into philosophy books.
I don't know why he doesn't inculcate thier words in real life.

Cause in real Life he is

Rude.

Jerk

Arrogant

I have never even seem him smile . God knows what's wrong with him.

I guess i am better than him . Even after dealing with so much in my life i still laugh over my own antics and my own thoughts and clumsiness.

It was night time I prepared the dinner and was waiting for him while updating my book online. I heared the voice of car and my face lit up . he enterd the house with a tired looking face .

He saw me and stopped at his place .

" What are you doing at this time ?" he asked.

" I was waiting for you, dinner is ready . come to the dinning hall"

" Waiting , huh didn't I tell you that you are not my wife and this whole relationship means nothing to me , its just a burden . sirf ek bojh hain bojh . you are a freaking burden to me ." he said in the anger tone .

Burden , again the word that I have been listening to my whole life . I thought now that I have started a new phase in my life I will get a little bit of love but god has a different plan . Even for him I am a mere burden .

Am i that bad?

no no jaanvi don't cry . controle yourself you are not weak you are strong .

I felt my heart break but still I masked my emotions .

" For you I am not your wife but for the world I am . I am not demanding any rights from you neither I am demanding anything from you intead I am just fulfiling the duties which a wife should do". with that I left towards the dinning room. he came and started eating in silence.

Control jaanvi , control.
You can't cry right now. All your life you have been doing that.

After completing the chores I went to my room and sat on the floor with my diary .

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Waha bhi sabar kar liya humne

Jaha humne rona tha.

-A/n.