{Why is he so nice to me? I was very rude to him}. I couldn't bear this any more, this question has bugged me ever since, he agreed to marry me. I wanted to ask him. But I don't have enough courage.

"If you are worrying about something; don't. I will not let my dear wife worry about anything as long as I am with her."

I bent my head. I cannot keep it inside any more.

"Why did you agree to marry me? I may not make a good wife ... I am not fit to be your wife ..."

"I did not want a wife. I wanted you."

"What do you mean?"

"I agreed to marry, because it was you. I was not ready to marry any random person. But when I saw you, I understood that you were the one I wanted. It is alright if you cannot be a good wife."

{Don't fall for him. He is probably trying to impress you. Be strong and cautious Siri!
But it still feels wonderful. Even if he is trying to impress me, even if it is all a huge lie; I am happy.
But why?
I don't know ... maybe I secretly want to be admired and loved ... maybe he will fulfil my wish ...
Shut up idiot ... you are being trapped.
I don't care as long as the trap is HIM.
You are intoxicated.
Hmm ... maybe by love.
No ... by stupidity.}

My head ached with all this conflict. {This double role is killing me. I should definitely throw one of them out of my mind.}

"Are you alright?"

I nodded.

"You can study whatever you want. If you want to do a job later, let me know. I will find one for you, in my company."

{Why is he is so caring? How does he know so much about me?}

"Any other worries?"

"No worries .... But ... can I ask you something?"

"Sure!"

"Why were you so nice to me? In spite of me being rude?"

"I understood you."

"I didn't understand."

"You were scared to get married, the reason could be anything. It could be separation from parents, or desire to study further, or fear of drastic change in life. But I was confident that I could take good care of you ... that is why I agreed, in-spite of knowing that you were not ready. Since you were not ready, you were rude, I could handle that too."

"How could you be so confident?"

"Because I liked you."

"Hmm ...?"

"Your desperation to protect yourself, the way you maintain distance from strangers, the values you hold and preserve, the self-control you exert, everything was so cute."

"If you liked me, why did you not tell me that?"

"I wanted to ... that is why I called you. But by the way you spoke to me; I understood that you wouldn't accept my love soon. So I waited. There is fun and thrill in waiting."

I looked at him, stunned. {Hey, no copying my motto!}

"Overall, I liked your inner beauty."

{Did you fix something like a secret microphone in my room? Or were you secretly observing me?}

Until he laughed, I didn't realise that my last thought was spoken aloud.

"Why? Did I speak the same words, that you did?"

"Hmm ..."

He laughed again. Now I was falling head over heels for him. Not because of his looks ... but also his words and character.

{What is this Siri? How can you fall for him?}

I was confused at my transformation. That is when the Mangal-sutra caught my attention.
{That is the power of marriage.}

I understood that MARRIAGE IS A PROCESS; WHICH MAKES TWO DIFFERENT SOULS, MERGE TO BECOME ONE; AND THEN MAKES THAT ONE SOUL, LIVE IN TWO DIFFERENT BODIES.