Letting go of something isn’t just a choice — it’s a decision you have to make for yourself.
It may be difficult. It may hurt. But it gives you freedom — freedom from the emotions that have held you back, freedom from the pain buried deep inside you.
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Each step, each round of the holy fire, led Meera and Shreyansh into a life they never expected, never planned, and never even imagined. Once strangers with separate paths, their lives were now intricately tangled, bound by fate's unpredictable design. "Now, fill the partition with vermillion on the bride's head," the priest announced. Shreyansh pinched some vermillion between his fingers. As an elderly lady unveiled Meera, Shreyansh's gaze fell upon her tear-streaked face. Her eyes remained tightly shut, as if shielding herself from the harsh reality unfolding around her. With a heavy heart, Shreyansh filled her partition with the sacred red powder, some of it falling onto the bridge of her nose. "Aaj se aap dono pati patni hai, vivaah sampurn hua," the priest proclaimed, declaring them husband and wife. A wedding is supposed to be a joyous celebration, a sacred union filled with love and affection, the beginning of two lives intertwined in harmony. Yet, their wedding felt like a solemn ceremony devoid of joy. No music, no laughter, no celebration. Shreyansh stood up from the mandap and walked away, leaving Meera sitting there, still covered by her veil. Her fingers fidgeted with a pendant, the name "Vikram" etched into it. A fresh wave of tears cascaded down her cheeks as she caressed the initial of Vikram's name. Unable to hold back her anguish, she whispered his name, "Vikram," before her body gave in to the overwhelming emotions and she fell unconscious. What destiny planned for them? Who was Vikram? Why Shreyansh left? To know further read my story Fated Love~A love that defies destiny.
"I am not your puppet I am not going to continue this relationship as if nothing happened I will never consider her as my wife" Is this all a joke to you this marriage and stuff first you forced me to get married and when the bride ran away you tied me with her sister". Do you know how young she is she is just twenty two congratulations mom you ruined two lifes today i said in flaring anger . I did what I had to do to protect the families reputation there a lots of guest rumours would have been spread Put yourself in my shoes so you will realise the weight of this Rajgharana's reputation and I have to maintain it by all coast." She said and seating at couch after that. Do hell with the reputation I don't care anymore "i said Language mr. Pratap Singh you are the crown prince but that does not give you the right raise your voice against me she said as I can feel the anger building inside her. Now go to your wife she must waiting for you" . tropes:: Age gap grumpy ~sunshine forced marriage Arranged marriage Edit: English is not my first language and I am trying to improve it and there must be some mistakes typos I am trying to edit it as much time I get so please be kind to me i will fix that.
An Arranged Marriage Romance Prerna Kaushik has spent her life climbing corporate ladders, silencing whispers about her dark skin, sharp tongue, and single status at twenty-eight. As the eldest daughter in a middle-class family, she’s used to rejections—by suitors, by society, even by fate. What she isn’t used to is someone choosing her, not out of duty, but out of quiet, stubborn belief. Aditya Randhawa is twenty-six, soft-spoken, and the underestimated youngest son of a traditional household. His struggling mental wellness startup has made him the family’s afterthought—until he shocks everyone by agreeing to marry the woman his elder brother rejected. What begins as an arranged marriage of compromise becomes something deeper as they navigate awkward silences, mismatched dreams, and growing attraction. When Aditya walks away from his family to defend her, everything changes. Now it’s no longer about duty. It’s about healing. It's about love that doesn't shout—but stays. A story of two opposites tied together by a fragile thread, learning that sometimes, love finds its way through the knots.
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