Shivaay Singh Oberoi glanced side ways to the girl sitting beside him,face all hidden behind her red long veil...sitting motionless,taking deep breath that he can almost hear her sound, feel the air, all nervous perhaps.
"chalein...the car is here"- Pinky Singh Oberoi,his mother chirped,happy after marriage of her heera beta,who was not ready to marry,trying to follow path of some saint, calculating all relations in term of money...SSO became the scape goat here...
"haan lets go.."- Shivaay stood, his bride make a jingling sound,their clothes tied together,"Er..".how can he tell his bride that marriage is not tea of his cup..that his family blackmailed him to marry her,that he has no interest in such relations...
"Omkara..Come with Gouri.."- Tej Singh Oberoi ordered his elder son,"the bride and groom should come together...".
"Amrish Puri has so many ideas on marriage and rituals...all are becoming paraya dhan these days.."- Rudra Singh Oberoi,the body builder compained inside his mind..,"all are attracted to delhi ka laddu".
"Are you trying to locate a fine girl for yourself in this crowd Rudra..??"- Pinky joked," haan bol dega toh tera bhi maamla yahin fix kar denge in Bareilly..".
"Nehi.."-the Body builder Singh Oberoi opposed in a quite dramatic way..
"haan bol khotiyya...Haan bol"- Kalyani Singh Oberoi,the great Dadi pulled her grand son's ear with love...," badi khubshurat hoti hai Bareilly ki ladkiyan..ek dum beautiful..".
"I will think about it later Dadi..Later means After 10-20 years..abhi main kachchha hoon"-Protein Shake Oberoi defended himself..
"Its bachcha not kachcha Dumbo"- Omkara hit his head,"there is difference in meaning".
"chalo all sit quick..."- Shakti Singh Oberoi hurried the gang..Travelling to Mumbai  from Bareilly is hard work..the time and distance is unfavourable..," jaldi karo..Shivaay,Omkara come soon..with your respective bride ..".
The white car passed them,taking family members away...omkara walked past towards his car taking his bride away,with him...He should also start...for home..good for him and his family happiness...
Annika sat quite in the black car,one golden haired man driving and her few minutes husband sitting with her on the back seat,all relaxed,tensionfree,like a king...
She kept gazing at him,his face,his hands and then his magic creating greenish blue eyes...," kanji ankhen....". From behind her veil..then started to enjoy the roadside views..green green forests,blue sky..bluier mountain..clouds passing them like catch me if you can game... Then finally dozed,head hanging from window side.. Tired of hectic schedule..marriage and its rituals...
"Tired perhaps!!"- Shivaay let her sleep...
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"Shivaay sir!!!"- The golden haired driver pushed him suddenly from right side,very strongly...
Annika waked up due to the sudden sound..so loud ..in a second both the bride and the groom fell in to the road,rolled down the valley...the car blasted after a few metres..
"Khanna...!!!"- Shivaay Singh Oberoi shouted, she heard his husky voice for the first time this closely,he was holding her tight..in his embrace,trying to protect her...
"What is your name?"- He asked,feeling awkard for asking his wife,her name...,"naam.kya hai tumhara...??".
"Annika..."- she said with confidence..
"See Annika..its some trap ,we are in danger... Tum samajh rahi ho na..."-Never with any one he talked this way..its like making a child understand...," we have to save ourselves..you and me..".
"Ji..."- She agreed..
A bullet passed side ways... He hugged her to protect from scaring away,poor girl..," Kuch nehi hoga...Main hoon na..."- his consolation word...
"Main jaanti hoon.." Her veil fell down,revealing her face to his kanji ankhen...Beautiful...
"lets move from here..."-for the first time..he feel happy.. Her face is capable of that..her simple "main jaaanti hoon.." Lighted thousands of candles in his mind.
A gush of cold wind passed them, bringing rain down to earth....
" Haath do apna"- Shivaay asked...," look there is a house..may be we can get some help from.."
They run towards the house, hand in hand...rain following them...the mother nature magician....