3| Realisation

The dinner went well somehow. Aarvi never thought her parents can choose something good for her. Though he wasn't paying much needed attention, like they have met for the first time , could spend some quality time inorder to know each other.

He was so into his phone that Aarvi spend the whole dinner to herself. It doesn't look she had came for dinner with someone, who was suppose to be her husband.

She looked at him, who was now paying the bill. Looking at his wrist watch , 11 p.m. , it shows. She sighed and before she could say anything, Siddharth stood and advanced to exit hurriedly followed by perplexed Aarvi at his behavior.

She hastily followed him to the parking lot. What so sudden happened he is leaving without acknowledging. Her monologue came to halt when Siddharth turned," Can you please hire cab. Actually your way is opposite to mine and I won't be able to drop you. I have some urgent work to take care off" He said straight on to her face. And, without listening her he left.

He left! Was he even serious?

He left her all alone. Wasn't he suppose to drop her safely at home. The late night, with few people around, having no money , how she was suppose to hire cab. She wondered.

She was here to dine with him. Hurriedly, she forgot her clutch at home. She can't even ask help from Akhil, her father. Where father's were suppose to be hero of their daughter, in her case they are the only villain.

Looking at their choice, she chuckled dryly at her fate, but as always didn't complained. If she would have even complain, then is there any one who could have listen her. No, a big NO.

Somehow, she sauntered at footpath scouting around. None of the living creature came to her sight, frightening her. It was 12 in night, and still she was out, but none care in her family to inquired her whereabouts.

Ironic. A sad one.

Having family around , when you can't help yourself , is bless. But in Aarvi's case, it was just opposite. The definition of her family is disaster. And she hate them.

Hate them for not even showing a glimpse of care. The day she born, her grandmother, Vanshika Mittal wanted to throw in trash but due to society she has to accept newly born Aarvi. Her parents don't even wanted girl for themselves. They had great misconception of having a baby boy is bless rather than a giving birth to a girl , who will be later on a burden.

The baby Aarvi doesn't even know what love and care is. When she was just three, her mother , made her dust the furniture, and help maid in their chores. And, she considered those harsh punishment as their love because every work they made her to be done saying,' the person whome we love most , we expect them to work for them' and she being the child ,considered it to be truth.

The time flew, and she figure out by herself as maid more than a child of her own parents who indirectly deceived her. Whenever she use to see other parents , loving their child and caring if they even get a slightest injury while playing. She felts empty.

And, here, no matter how bruised she is, she has to do daily chores. They made her educated that too because of society. They were worried for their reputation in society more than their reputation in their own child's heart.

Now this, marriage. In her early 20,she was pushed into the marriage. Marriage, she don't even understand the concept, theory of the term MARRIAGE. But still she is forced into without her concern.

No matter how much she struggled to keep them happy but all went in vain. They didn't even shown affection whenever she stood first in her studies. Her award were as useless as her.

She tried her every possible way to gain their attention but failed. Because they don't wanna even acknowledge her, let alone praising her.

She was just burden for them.

Today, when the man chosen by them, Siddharth Verma, didn't even paid any attention to her, she didn't even felt bad or hurt. She was used to it.

Though, she didn't expect, but nothing happens in her as her EXPECTATION.

They choose him. And no dobut, he was their choice. Sigh!

Why to even care, for those people , who don't even care for her, the slightest. She fumed at the thought and looked at the building standing in her way.

Her home.

But doesn't feel like one.

Dejectedly ,she rang the bell, it was 1.30 in night. Rani, her maid opened the door passing her a tired smile.

Even maid doesn't acknowledge her presence.

The living room lights were dim, seems none awaited for her. Knowing she is out , late for dinner with someone, she doesn't even know. For god sake , she is their daughter and atleast one should ask about her whereabout.

Found none. Nothing new!

Realisation hit upon her, she is still a trash. Thinking she stride towards her room and stood facing mirror, staring at her reflection.

She wanted to cry, just because she has no importance in her own parents life. In her own home, which is just a house for her, doesn't even bother by her presence. Tears were dried, she sighed, now how to ease the pain.

She is too tired after covering the long route in late night to her home and the man, Siddharth didn't even ask ,'did she reached safely'.

Uff...these expectations. Expectations= Disappointment.

This equation suits in her life!

She don't wanna marry. But whome to say. No one gonna listen her rants. Being tired as hell, she closed her eyes drifting out in her peaceful slumber.

Hope, the next day shines at its best.