Swalak : Arranged (Episode 1) to be mine

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~~Dream changes to Nightmare~~

Rainbow…clouds made of chocolate…its raining glitters…there’s me…oh how beautiful this life is ! There’s magic everywhere….and then comes a …waterfall ?…
What the heck…

I gasped for breath as the chilled water hit my face. I felt numb for a moment, trying to process what just happened ? I was still in my bed and the rainbow and chocolates and the unicorn were nothing, but a dream. I huffed and gazed at my mother who stood there with an evil smirk on her face.

“Why would you do that ?” I asked wiping my face with the sleeves of my oversized tee. Ma shrugged and kept the empty glass of water aside in the nightstand. Sometimes she was a devil.

“Its eleven. Wakey wakey !” She shrugged and opened the curtains of the room. Ah. the bright light almost blinded me. Something was definitely with my mother at that day. She seems extra cheerful and enthusiastic about something.

“What’s wrong with you ? Baba is taking you on a date or what ?” I asked. She laughed and came over to me to pull the blanket off my body. I snatched it again and curled up like a caterpillar on the bed. “Nah…please let me sleep.” I whined.

“I won’t Shona. Guests are coming. C’mon get and be ready quick.” She ordered in the politest way possible. She wouldn’t have done that. In normal cases, she would pull me or drag me out of bed brutally damaging my sleep. But that day, as I said, something seems to be different about her. She was buttering me up that day.

“Why was I not informed about these guests ?” I asked her. I eyed her suspiciously as I knew she had been planning something against me. It was a nightmare…

Meanwhile, she opened my wardrobe as a heap of clothes fell.on her. I sighed.

“what the hell is this swara ? When will you grow up ? Is this the way you keep your clothes ?” She yelled like a maniac, making her way out of my pile of clothes. Since I was an awkward teenager, this has been of the most debated topics in my house.

“Chill ma. Why did you open that, anyway ?” I mumbled in a horrible morning voice. She looked through the pile of her clothes as I stared at her half asleep. After a moment of going through all the clothes she picked up a long skirt and a top to go with it.

“Don’t you have anything traditional ? And why are any of your clothes not ironed ?” She questioned making me roll my eyes. What’s it with these mothers snooping in their daughter’s wardrobe and then yelling at their innocent angel like daughters.

“What do you want ?” I groaned.

“I want you to be ready and come downstairs in an hour. Your father’s friends are coming over to see you. The boy is really good…and…” She went on and on and on. Only one line caught my attention – your father’s friends are coming over to see you .. Really now ? And I had no damn idea about it.

“Whoa whoa whoa. Slow down…Whose coming and for what ?” I asked to make sure I had heard the right thing. Unfortunately I had.

“Father’s friends. Maheshwaris and you…” Okay now I knew where this exactly was heading to and thus, I decided to stop it then and there itself.

“Jeez. Are you guys out of your mind ? I don’t wanna get married to anyone!” I exclaimed. It was like all the sleep and dizziness had vanished in a moment and I had sprung on my feet protesting against my mother who on the other hand, seems very calm.

“Okay okay… Marriage is a different subject. But at least meet that guy… Once ?” She pleaded.

“Mom!” I shrieked. Was this the reason I had been called to India from London all of a sudden ? What else could be the reason ?

“Please Swara. Don’t deny. He’s really a good man! He’s very rich.. And you know what he’s the Businessman of the year and he — ” she couldn’t stop praising that man, whoever he was. I knew him already. Who didn’t ?

“You mean its him.. The youngest Businessman..what’s his name .. Laksh? Laksh Maheshwari ?” I asked.

“Yes!” She exclaimed.

I rolled my eyes. There was no way that this match was going to be successful. “Forget it. Take out this thought from your mind and burn it mom. Him and me…. It’s not gonna happen.” I said. Mom frowned and got up from the floor. She made her way towards me and took my hands in hers.

“Look Swara. I m not telling you to marry him. You haven’t seen him even once for God’s sake. But I just want you to meet him once. Please just do that much for me… Please ?” She said in a cracking voice with her eyes full of sadness. This was a trap.. I knew. The good emotional blackmail game. And I had fallen for it quite easily.

“Okay uh. Fine. I will meet. But this will be the first and the last time. After this, no more boys and stuff. Are we clear ?” I asked. Her frown immediately turned into a wide smile as she nodded her head.

“Awesome!” She exclaimed as she handed me the skirt and the top that she had chosen for me. “Put this on and come down. And please be kind and nice to them. Okay ?” I nodded at her words.
“Good. I will see you down. And hey I want this mess cleared.” She ordered pointing at the pile of clothes on the floor before walking or of the room.

After she was out of sight I heaved a sigh of relief. But I had to dress up and put on a mask again. Nevertheless I was clear in my mind – I was going to meet the family, offer some tea, thank them for coming and politely reject their offer and get over with it as soon as I could.

I carried my clothes to the washroom and stepped into a long hot shower..

Alright Swara, its show time…

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So this was the first episode all from Swara’s Pov. What do you think would be Laksh’s reaction when he comes to know about their parents marriage plan ?
Please comment and let me know if you like it or not !

Swalak : Arranged (Episode 1) to be mine

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Swalak : Arranged (Episode 1) to be mine

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