Why was she feeling restless. Had it something to do with Sid? Just thinking about him made her heart beat faster. What was he doing now and with whom? Trisha shook her head and decided to watch some TV to take her mind off him.
She plopped down on the couch, indecisive whether to watch ‘Say Yes To The Dress’, Netflix or a Bollywood movie. Trisha decided on the latter to lighten up her mood at which she succeeded. She was enjoying the movie until the marriage scene. Her heart stopped beating for a second. The red Indian wedding gown reminded her of her own wedding gown.
Dreams shattered
Trisha remembered her wedding day clearly. That day like many brides, she had felt as the happiest woman in the world on the most beautiful day of her life. So she had thought two years ago. But her dream was shattered abruptly. At times she still felt the pain deep inside her. How she wished for, that the sharp pain would go away forever and let her be. Just as she thought the pain disappeared it appeared, unannounced.
At one of her cousins’ wedding she had met her ex-husband. They had kept in touch via text and started dating soon after. Three years later he proposed to her on the Eifel Tower. A magical moment which took her by surprise. She had hugged and kissed him. Of course she wanted to spend the rest of her life with her soulmate.
They had a big fat Indian wedding and a small wedding reception for close family and friends. For their honeymoon they went to Mauritius where they stayed at a five star resort with a beautiful private beach. The perfect place for a newly-wed couple. She had a wonderful time, the sightseeing, the food, watching the sun go down with her soulmate on her side accompanied by a tailor made cocktail. A honeymoon as it should be, just perfect.
Lonely and sad
Trisha took a sip from her wine and looked at the woman on the television screen. She looked beautiful and immensely happy. Overwhelmed by her emotions, Trisha gulped her wine down and turned the TV off.
She stared at the book on the coffee table questioning herself whether she would pick it up. Trisha felt lonely and sad.
Come on Trisha, do not let actions of others control your feeling. You are your own boss. You have to make yourself happy. You cannot depend on others to make you happy. It was Trisha’s inner voice, trying to encourage her.
She had thought that Karan, her ex-husband had loved her deeply, just as she had loved him deeply. She refilled her glass while thinking about that dreadful day. The day she found out that their marriage bond was not a sacred bond to him. Trisha felt her eyes welling up, why did she still cry over that scumbag?
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