Chapter 2

Sakshi’s PoV

“How much time will you take to stand up? I don’t have all the day to wait for you,” Randhir yelled at me.

“I ..I..am...unable...to...st....stan...stand...” I stammered while answering him.

“This is just the tip of the iceberg. I will make sure that you are given all the pain that I bore all these years just because of you.”

Randhir lifted me in his arms and dropped me in the washroom.

“Take a quick shower and come fast. You have only five minutes, or you can’t imagine what I would do to you,” Randhir said. So I took a shower as fast as I could and came out. I really don’t know how could I manage to bathe in that situation.

I took the embroidered sari, which is on the shelf as I am a new bride. Usually in India, newlywed bride wears the saree with heavy embroidery and jewellery up to ten days for the minimum. I looked at my face in the mirror which is pale and tear-stained. My muscles were so painful and I couldn’t imagine cooking in this stage. But if I say no, Randhir gives me more pain than this until I agree to prepare the food for him.

“Do you want to attract anyone? I know that you love to attract people, but I won’t allow you to do so because you are my wife now,” said Randhir, snatching the saree from my hand.

His words brought tears to me as I understood how cheap my character is to Randhir. However, I didn’t dare to argue with him because if I opened my mouth, the only answer I would receive was a slap from him to shut my mouth. Randhir threw a full-length dress at my face, which has full sleeves.

“Wear it. I know that you have grown up in money and that’s the reason you became blind about relationships. So, from now you are going to lead a life with no comforts. That will make you realize what you are and kills your pride. I will make you work like hell and only then you are given food. The torture I tolerated for those few years will be faced by you throughout your life,” Randhir said.

I took the dress from his hands and went to change it.

Won’t he forgive me ever? I don’t know how long I should bear all this. His every word, his every act, is killing me. I should change him. I should bring back my old Randhir in him, who loves me a lot. But is it possible? Can I ever get that love back?

I wiped my tears and got ready. Randhir came to the room and saw me.

“Go and prepare the breakfast. You have no one to help here. You will be doing all the works in this house.”

I was going to the kitchen, and Randhir caught my wrist tightly and pulled me towards him. I screamed with pain.

“Look, When I say something you should answer me. I hate silence. Do you understand?” Randhir said, looking at me with fiery eyes.

“Okay. Please, leave me. It’s hurting,” I said, but Randhir didn’t leave the hold.

“I married you to torture you every second. I promise you that I will make tears your permanent companion. Now go and complete the work,” Randhir said and then stroked my lips.

“In the past, I loved these lips saying I love you and kissing me. And now I love these lips to scream and shout.”

I nodded and walked calmly from there. I stood in the hall, and Randhir came there.

“Why are you standing here like a statue without starting your work?”

“Where is the kitchen?” I said.

Randhir showed the way to the kitchen. I was in shock seeing the kitchen. It’s totally a mess. I looked at him.

“Clean it, my beloved wife. Remember I want my whole house to be very clean and neat. Now clean it and prepare the breakfast. By the evening before I return, clean the entire house. If you don’t complete the work I said by that time, you will die in my hands in the evening.”

“I will do everything as you said.”

I went to the kitchen and sighed, seeing the dishes uncleaned. I washed everything and made the food for Randhir. He tasted it and threw it on the floor.

“Don’t you know to do at least one thing properly? I never saw a girl like you who doesn’t know anything except to attract boys with her looks.”

I clenched hearing his last words. Nowadays, saying such words has become common for him. I didn’t understand how he could easily say such words to a girl, especially his wife. However, I know his attitude of respecting the women, and that’s the quality which I liked in him the most when we were in love. He respects everyone except me. Because he thinks I don’t deserve respect. Can he ever love me when he didn’t even have respect for me? Respect and trust are must in any relationship but Randhir doesn’t have both in my case.

He went off to the office, throwing the plate. I felt hungry as I didn’t have anything from yesterday. So I went and tasted the food.

The food tasted good. It means Randhir intentionally fired at me. After all, he doesn’t need a reason to hurt me. He hurts me whenever he wants without any reason.

I remembered his words to clean the entire house. I had the breakfast fastly and started working. Until the evening, I worked continuously and cleaned everything. Finally, I felt tired and lay on the bed to rest. I don’t know when I went into sleep. I woke up hearing a rude voice calling my name. I opened my eyes and saw Randhir.

“How dare you to sleep without my permission? You should do everything only with my permission, either sleeping or eating.

Get ready for the wedding party. We are leaving for the party now. Wear something which suits a new bride. Remember, you should behave there as my wife, keeping up my respect. If you do anything other than that, you know well what I will do.”

I nodded and got ready. He took me to the party by placing his hand over my waist. He pulled me more closer and whispered in her ears.

“Behave yourself in the party. Don’t show your old behaviour. Stop attracting men here.”