There will never be another you- Chapter 4

    She heard from elders that the first meal you cook for your new family must be perfect, as it will be an unforgettable memory for you, your husband, and your in-laws. It is believed that the sweet dish will add sweetness to your relationship with everyone. After making aloo puri and carrot halwa she went to the dining door carrying the dishes followed by Hari Prakash. 

Everyone was waiting in the dining hall for the breakfast. She wished good morning to a smiling Akash, mamaji and Anjali. Her husband's face was blank as usual. She wondered why he was wearing formals? She served breakfast to everyone and waited for their opinion.

"Khushi bitiya sit and have breakfast with us. Hari prakash will do the rest." Nani told her with a smile.

Khushi occupied the seat next to her husband and served herself.

"Arrey wah Khushi. Aloo puri is yum. " Anjali told her with a bright smile.

" Haan bitiya. Its really nice. " Nani agreed with a smile.

"You didn't now that your husband doesn't eat oily food in the morning? Arnav wants toast for breakfast. " 

Manorama mami's comment erased the smile from her face.     

"Maa... Bhai is having toast everyday know. For a change he can have aloo puri. Also it is prepared by his wife so he will definitely eat it. No one can ignore such a delicious aloo puri. Hain na bhai?"

Akash tried to lighten the mood.

Arnav simply nodded and started having his breakfast. 

"Khushi bitiya afternoon some guests will come for the Muhdikhayi ceremony. So after breakfast go and take rest. Hari Prakash and the cook will handle the kitchen."

"Ji nani" 

Everyone finished the breakfast and she felt happy when Arnav asked for a second helping. She asked Hariprakash to serve the carrot halwa to everyone. And for Arnav she served halwa from another bowl.

"Oho again.. Do you even know your husband is diabetic? He cannot have sweet. " Manorama accused her as if she commited a sin.

Anjali told her that Manorama was not happy with this alliance as she wanted her friend's daughter to marry Arnav. Arnav refused that proposal and decided to marry Khushi which made Manorama angry. Maybe she is showing her dislike because of that.

"Mamiji I know he is diabetic and I have made separate sugar free halwa for Arnavji. " Khushi replied politely. 

" Manorama you don't have to sit here with a magnifying glass to find mistakes. She came here yesterday only. It will take time for her to understand everyone's likes and dislikes. And Khushi bitiya it is very nice of you to make separate sweet for chote. After this come to my room, I need to give you something " 

With that Devyani left the dining hall leaving a frowning Manorama. 

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    Khushi was happy that everyone loved the halwa and aloo puri. When she visited Nani, she gave her a beautiful diamond earing as gift for her first rasoi. Even though Manorama was pissed off mamaji gifted her a gold coin. 

    She sat on her bed and thought about her husband. He did not say anything about the food she made. But she know he liked it. He saw him eating a second helping.  Anjali mam told her that her chote will not talk much but if we look through his actions we will understand what he meant to say. 

    When mamiji said he doesn't like aloo puri, she felt sad. But he ate nicely and told her with his action that he liked aloo puri. But why couldn't he say atleast a word to her like nice or good?

Don't expect too much Khushi.. This is a contract marriage. She reminded herself.



She sound of door opening made her look towards the entrance of the room. Her husband entered the room and closed the door.

He had a large envelope and a paper bag with him.

She rose from the bed when he came near her. He extended the envelope and said.

"Keep it with you."

"What is this?" She asked in confusion.

"I have opened an account in your name. Your cheque book, bank passbook,  credit card and some hard cash is in this envelope. You will need it. "

"But Arnavji.. I don't need this. I mean you don't have to.. "

"Khushi.. We are married and you are my responsibility. "

"Yes we are but marriage of one year. "

Her reply pissed him off but he remained cool.

"We promised each other that we will try to make this marriage work in this one year. Please accept this Khushi. I am giving this to you as a husband. "

His tone was softer this time. She took the envelope and thanked him without making a fuss. 

He extended the white paper bag and said. "And This is a gift for you." 

    She accepted the bag and opened it. It was an apple iphone 13 pro. She never asked for anything from her father unless it is absolutely necessary. She made it as a habit not to demand anything. But whenever her father bought something for Payal, he bought for her also. When he gifted her a smartphone last year, her buaji became very angry. 

    But how to tell her husband that there is no meaning in showering such expensive gifts on her. He already stocked many expensive dresses and jewelries for her. Maybe he is thinking a relationship works based on these materialistic things? From her expression he understood she was going to refuse it.

"Gift hai isliye mana mat karna please. If you did not like it we can check for other models."

"No no this is fine. Thank you." 

"Ok then . I need to go to office for sometime. I will be back before the ceremony starts. "

That is why he was wearing formals. He left the room after taking his bag and file from the study.

After two hours she started getting ready in the saree Anjali gifted her for the Muhdikhayi. 

She was accompanied by Anjali to the hall with her head covered. She was disappointed when Anjali told her Arnav did not return yet. As the guests arrived already she said they will start the ceremony.

From her mayka her father, mother and Payal came. She was very happy to see them. 

After the family members the ladies present in this ceremony turn by turn came close, and give her gifts after seeing her face. 

When the ceremony is over Anjali removed her ghoongat and asked the guest to have food. 


She received compliments from all the guests, some genuine and some fake. When almost all the guests after food , one lady in late fifties in an expensive loud saree and jewelry entered the house. 

The lady stared at Khushi with total contempt.

"Hello I am Savithri. Seems like I am late for the ceremony. I was not feeling well from the morning but then I thought will come and see the girl for whom Arnav rejected my daughter "

Khushi didn't know what to say. Her family members were on the other side of the hall talking to her father and sister. 

"Arrey Savithri she is not that special to come and see. Arnav bitwa will also realize it soon."

Manorama smirked adding fuel to the fire. 

"I heard that her family did not have the money to do the marriage ceremony in a decent way and Arnav had to agree for a temple marriage. Is that right?"

"Aur nahi to kya. They did not give any dowry also. It is true that we did not ask for dowry but the girl's family should gift something expensive to a high class family like us know?"

"I thought she will be someone beautiful and sophisticated like my daughter but she is no where in comparison to her."

Khushi's eyes welled with tears hearing the taunts. 

"I don't know why Arnav rejected our proposal for this girl."

"I rejected your proposal because you came here to sell your daughter for your benefit." 

Khushi, Manorama and Savithri looked back when they heard her husband's voice. 

As soon as his eyes locked with his wife's, the welled up tear rolled down her cheek. She quickly wiped it off and looked away. 

His loud voice grabbed the family's attention and they gathered around them in no time.

"What is she doing here mami?" He asked Manorama.

"Woh Arnav bitwa I invited her along with my women's club friends."

"That doesn't give the right to you or her to insult my wife." 

Manorama flinched at the acidity in his voice.

"Manorama see..  yesterday only they got married and today your nephew is fighting with you for this girl. He forgot what all you have done for him and his sister." 

"She has a name. And that is Khushi Arnav Singh Raizada. Mrs. Kapoor you thought the marriage between your daughter and me can save your drowning family business. I understand your disappointment. But If one more word against my wife I will make sure you will be left with nothing before the sun rises tomorrow. So don't you dare. And mami Khushi is the daughter in law of this house just like you. This is her house too. I didn't forget what all you have done for me, but if you have done all that out of love for your nephew then treat Khushi with respect. " 

After instructing Hari Prakash to bring food to their room he left from the hall grabbing his wife's hand.

Love,

ST

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