Before I could even realise it, I was married to him. RADHA WEDS KRISHNA. This board was hung in front of the temple. There were approximately 250 members having a feast and I observed their happy faces. My grandpa looked healthy and happy; much better than what I have expected from his state of health. I was glad to see everyone happy. My mom approached me.

Mom: Radha, my baby.

Tears filled her eyes. I smiled. But I couldn't stop my eyes from oozing tears.

Mom: Don't cry. You should be happy.

Me: Then why are you crying?

Mom: These are tears of happiness.

I rolled my eyes.

Mom: By the way, what about the reception? Since many people did not attend your marriage, we thought we will hold a grand reception.

Me: No need Mom!

Mom: What?

By now, dad, ma and pa were also gathered around me. I hesitated to speak.

He: It's okay mom, she is young for marriage. She was almost forced.

Dad: No one forced her.

He: I know. But the situation forced her. She might be hesitating to disclose her marital status to her friends in college. It is a big event in her life and she will take some time to adjust to married life. Let us give her some space.

I thanked him in my mind. Everyone was convinced. After finishing our dinner, we took leave from all the relatives and left to airport; since I had to attend college the next day, and I did not want to miss it.

Life almost came back to normal. The only difference was that I lived in his house. I was busy with my academics and he seemed busy with his work. The only interaction between us was a smile when we come across each other.

But I got really close to his family. It felt like I was a part of his family from ages. Ma and Pa took good care of me. Didi was like my best friend with whom I shared almost everything. I was pretty comfortable in their heaven-like house.

My daily routine was like this: I wake on the couch in his room. (Yes! Since we a married couple, we had to share his room. But I was not ready to share the bed. Neither was I ready to take the bed all for myself. See ... I am not a selfish person. I know that it was his room and his bed. He need not sacrifice his comforts for me. So I made myself comfortable on the couch in his room.)
Then I get ready for college.
After breakfast, both of us leave to the bus stop together (because I preferred to travel in bus, just like before marriage.)
After attending college, I meet him at bus stop again; (like it always happened) and we reach home together.
After reaching home, I study for a while.
Then I help ma and didi with the household chores.
Later everyone has dinner together.
I continue studying in his room, until I fall asleep.

Every alternate weekend, the whole family plans an outing. The other weekend, I go to my parents' house.

Life was pretty good until ...

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