After dinner dad asked us where do we want to go, and after a lengthy discussion between me and Priyansh we decided on Goa. Goa was once owned by Portuguese people , which has a slight out of India presence to it still now. It has a really beautiful beach , I love beach and sea.

    In this life I will fulfill all my dreams and wishes , Dad booked our tickets for W hotel . He said this hotel is really good to stay , We chatted alot like we met after a long time.

    But they don''t know I really met them after a long time , As our flight was for tomorrow afternoon mom told us to sleep early .We said our goodnight and I returned to my room.

    Dad is boss of our company , We have our own family status in society .But Alok was one of the richest person in our whole country with status higher than us . Though it never mattered to me , I was a type of person who liked peoples character not money.

    I reached my room which was decorated by my taste , I like liveliness so my room was full of life .It is decorated with the theme of pink-purple-white color, Their is a big fish tank on the left side of my bed. My queen size bed is in middle of room with white-purple theme, On right is my study desk with my closet next to it .

    The balcony of my room presented the view of a forest which I love the most , Birds chirp in the morning to wake me up. I missed everything in this room , I missed everything in this whole house . Our house was located near a forest area, Not that there are animals in the woods.

    It is two story villa which is designed by Mom''s taste, There are lots of plants planted in the garden. Most of them are different types of roses, There are also various types of flowers .It is simply heaven for a nature lover like me .

    I could have visited this house after the accident in my previous life , But it was very painful to be alone in this house. So after their funeral I never came back to visit this house , Without them it was only shallow walls of bricks and cement .They made it home ...

    I was laying on my bed thinking about my past life and present when I remembered the day we got married. It was a court marriage as Alok never liked the crowd and rituals of marriages .

    After signing the papers , there was a small reception so that our close friends and family would know about our marriage .It was all quick ...

    On our wedding night ,We were supposed to complete our marriage , we were supposed to become one .I was really nervous as I never even had a boyfriend, So it was all new to me .

    I was waiting for him in our room on the bed with full bridal makeup , It was past 12 at night now. Still there was no news of him , I started to panic as I thought may be he met with an accident .

    Is he ok ?? Where could he could have gone ?? So I thought of giving him a call to check if he is ok then, may be he is busy in his work ...

    I called him the phone rang ,He didn''t pick it .It caused me to panic even more , I called him again on the last ring he picked up the phone .

    The voice sounded like a drunk man " Why are you calling me at this hour ?? Don''t you have manners ?? Who the he*l do you think you are ??" , He started screaming in the phone "I .. I ... am sorry .. It .. it ... is our wedding night today .. You didn''t came home ... so ...so I thought you ...", I stuttered , As no one screamed on me ever in my life ...

    "What did you thought? ?Is my new wife missing me ?? If so let me tell you bit*h this marriage means nothing to me .. We are married only because my parents forced me to... Or I would never even have glanced towards you ... So be nice and stay away from me ...", With that he hung up on me , I was shocked to hear that and, on top of it on the first night .

    I was badly hurt by his words , On my wedding night I was alone crying for the whole night .I was trying to find what was my fault ?? Why god did this to me ?? Why Alok behaved like this ?? I couldn''t find the answers to my questions ,I don''t know when I drifted to sleep while crying .

    So he never touched me, and I was a v?r??n still after getting married for two years .This was the reason I had respect for him, I knew something was there which made him like that.

    But he never showed his gentleness to others including me , His heart seemed like a coconut to me hard and unable to break from the outside. But once you break those hard walls you will feel his sweet love from inside, But I failed to break those walls so miserably.