THE WEDDING DAY.

THE WEDDING DAY.

A Story by Anjali

Today was supposed to be the most happiest day of my life. But it was not. You can’t change some things, because destiny is the one who is already holding it, and it’ll do whatever it wants to do with it….. it depends on your luck…. And as I said before, you can’t change it.

Wedding day! The most perfect 24 hours in a girl’s life…. I guess, not for me, as I heard the heartbreaking news a bride could ever hear on her wedding day. All the dreams, all the beautiful scenarios, the blessings, the love, the flowers, the feeling of feeling like a princess, the honeymoon night, the sweet little home, our small small world, everything going down in trash.

In all this hustle and bustle, going inside the wedding hall, my heart was silent, after receiving that phone call. That dreadful phone call that felt like it ruined my whole life, and for a second, it actually ruined my life.

“ are you sure, doctor?”, I asked, my breath, shaking.

“yes, Jessie! It’s the truth”, I received the answer, that I never wanted to receive.

The phone in my hand was shivering, so hard, it almost fell out of my hand as I heard the doctor’s voice again, “ you can never have kids.”

That hurted, a lot. I could hear from the other end some sympathetic s**t that doctor was rambling about. All the ‘it will be ok’ and ‘it’s not a big deal’, etc. but it was a big deal for me and knowing about this on the day I get married to the man I love the most, it stings like hell. And to wonder that I was actually kind of betraying him by not telling him doesn’t felt right, at all.

I took a deep breath. My throat was hurting, as I resisted crying.

My vision was getting blurry, I couldn’t see anything properly. But I consoled myself and stood up, looked at myself in the mirror, and suddenly hate was the only thing for that woman in the mirror that I had at that moment.

Without wasting any more time, I sneaked out through the back door and I started to walk on the way to the room of the groom. I needed to see him. He had to know. He needed to know!

When I reached his door, I tried to inhale confidence, and exhaled the anxieties. Without thinking about knocking at least once, I walked in.

There he was, the love of my life, standing in front of the mirror. As he saw my face in the mirror, he turned quickly, and with a smirk on his charming face, said, “ we are not supposed to meet, you know that right?”

He came closer, and saw the fear on my face, the fear of losing him. That made his smile disappear. He came closer, caressed my cheeks, and asked, “ is everything ok, jess?”

I sighed and started to say something, but my tongue was tied.

I finally got the courage to form a sentence and said, “listen, Will, I…. I received a call from doctor Sonya.”

He nodded.

I continued , “ and… I have some bad news…. Look, I can… I cannot produce a baby.”

Silence filled the entire room. I gulped down all the words that I thought I would say to him. My eyes were down and now, I couldn’t hold them back… the tears started to stream down my cheek, and I can’t resist now.

I said, still crying, “ there’s still time, Will. We can call this wedding off, you can find some other girl, and she can give you a family, which I can’t.”

I was waiting for his response. He had that serene look on his face that he very rarely has, and that was not good. And then suddenly, his eyes became soft, and the corner of his lips started to form a smile.

He touched my face with the back of his hand and said, “ I can find any other girl, but I don’t want any other girl. I want you. And that is the reason I’m marrying you. And about having a kid, any other girl can give me a baby but that baby wouldn’t be as pure as you, because you wouldn’t be its mother. I don’t care if you can’t give me a baby, I just want you for now. And that’s it! I love you for a reason and I wouldn’t be able to find it somewhere else. Only you will be the woman I would call my own and only you would be my child’s mother.”

Mesmerized. I was mesmerized.

Wedding day! The most perfect 24 hours in a girl’s life…. For me, no, it wasn’t perfect. It wasn’t the most happiest day of my life. It was enchanting. It was the most beautiful day of my life. It was everything, because I actually found true love on my wedding day.

© 2018 Anjali


Author's Note

Anjali
A sweet little love story... I hope you like it! :)

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Yeah...I liked it...in simple words...you write to give the readers a smile at the end...which is really lovely of you!
Reason behind a marriage isn't having a baby of course....may there be more alternatives of having a baby but no other option is there to find a loving soul for you when already you've found the actual one for you...hold fast to that soul!! Forever(whisper)...thanks for sharing this😊!

Posted 1 Year Ago


Anjali

1 Year Ago

True... Thank you so much for reading and appreciating... It means a lot.
NO MORE

1 Year Ago

WC😘....!!
Hmmm, this is rather sweet. Although, I would make a point to have it based in the past (where women's role was basically to hold house and produce a family), considering how women would typically find this story a little outrageous (I was a little angry because of it ~ but that's not the point). Good story telling, but watch out for your tenses, they switch a lot. I think if you had more description, instead of outright narrating, the story would be stronger ~ just something to consider. Thanks for the read! ^^

Posted 1 Year Ago


Anjali

1 Year Ago

I understand that a woman is not only a homemaker, nowadays.. but that's not the point of this story.. read more
Attentive_Ambience

1 Year Ago

It's definitely a love story ~ no worries on that end ^^
Anjali

1 Year Ago

Thank you...
You have pegged this woman narrator’s response perfectly. It doesn’t matter if there are other ways to have a child . . . when you are at the alter with your soon-to-be groom, the only thing that matters is having a child from both of your seeds, having a child naturally. That’s every woman’s dream, whoever dreams of having a baby. These other artificial ways of having a child often do not include being able to nurse the baby. Finding out you will never nurse your own baby is an earth-shattering realization for a young woman. I know from firsthand experience. I was annoyed at people who said “you can always adopt” – even tho later in life I came to see adoption as a perfectly fine option. But in the moment you are writing about, the bride is thinking “perfection” and anything other than natural childbirth falls short of perfection. I love the way you portray the guy as being the most sincere & believable & trustworthy guy, not just saying what he thinks he needs to say to get past this difficult stretch. He sounds like the kind of guy many broken women would’ve wished to find. Despite being a short little love story, it’s quite complex in the feelings that are evoked (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 1 Year Ago


Anjali

1 Year Ago

Exactly... And that's what I tried to convey, thank you so much for taking your time and reading it... read more
Actually that was a good story but do you know today i don't feel that the role of a girl is limited to just give family to the one she marries and there are many options available to the women who can't have baby they can adopt or they can use scientific procedures life IUT , ZIFT , ICSI , AI and it is actually possible to have your biological babies using this..today this facilities are not just limited to some centres rather they are found in almost all cities..I liked the way you narrated the whole story and the power of your narration was so strong that i was actually imagining the whole picture happening in right front of me and not for a single moment while reading the poem i felt that when it will end i was totally into it..This is actually a quality possesed by quite a few writers and you are the among those..But actually somewhere i didn't liked the way you wrote about destiny to be true..Actually according to me nothing like destiny exists and we make our own destiny , we are the creator of our destiny and if someone sincerely loves someone then that person will accept the other whatsoever be the case..That is what is called true love and we live in era of technology where actually there are many techniques through which you can have your biological babies so i do believe that the people who bother about it over their , they are simply foolish..

Posted 1 Year Ago


Anjali

1 Year Ago

True.. I know that there are many methods to conceive a child now a days... And that women are the m.. read more

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