An Unusual Amour - Prince Charming

Hi, I'm Reini... That's my name. Something different at least in name rather than in life. Never knew what it meant. I'm not quite a silent girl as everyone say so. I wish to enjoy the life around me. But it never happens because my family always bother about other's views and comments than their own happiness. I always regretted for not living my life to the full. I wish I had a Prince charming who would fulfill my dreams to the fullest. I waited for a very long time. It was really hard to wait. So at last, I decided. Why wait for the Prince to reach me? Let me search for one.

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As a result, I made a lot of friends of which some are boys. But neither of them were ready to suit me and my desires. Either they fell in love with some of my girlfriends and I played the role of a good friend who saved them when they were in some problems. Or their love with their crush was successful. So as you have guessed by now, yes all my friends were committed except me. That makes me the good girl; but not really. Sometimes I find boys flirting to me but I never have any reactions towards them. Am I a robot? to not feel the love or something more than that. I still believed that maybe I must wait a little longer to meet my charmer.

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When I finished my college, like all parents, they wanted to get me married to which I agreed readily. As I didn't get my prince yet, I wished the bridegroom was my Prince charming. So after a serious hunt, my parents chose my to-be fiancé. Our families decided to meet, so do I. On the day of the family get together, the groom didn't come, which disappointed me a little. But I spent some time with his family which I found strict with some friendliness. The following week they decided to have our engagement. So I waited for the groom to meet me at least once before engagement. But nothing happened. Maybe he was not interested in meeting me. Or was he in want of some thrill to meet his bride?

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Finally, I met my Prince on the day of my engagement. He was handsome with thin beard lines. His mom called him Rihaan and his friends called him Rocky Rihaan or just Rocky R. I felt that our names were made for each other and expected both of us to be. As he walked towards me I was hoping to be excited but there was no reaction from within. My heart reacted like with every other boy till then. I really found it difficult to understand what was happening to me. Wasn't he my Prince? I wished that my heart knew that and started racing its beats. But there was no reaction from within. I felt that my heart was dead. He came and stood beside me. And I expected my heart to beat as loud as possible. But there was no reaction. I felt that he might not be my Prince. So what must I do?

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Must I break this engagement and search for my Prince? Or shut everything and accept this man as my Prince? Since I didn't know what to do, I chose the second, at least to make my parents happy. I kept quiet and accepted him as my life partner. After that, I felt that everything happened at a very fast pace. But still, he met me once after our engagement. I felt that it was a formal way. Nothing different. He took me to a dinner.

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On that night, we had dinner in a highway restaurant. He explained why he chose me over all the other girls. He said that he fell in love with me at the first sight of my pic when his uncle showed him. I was very much surprised at his love for me. And then we talked on random things where he did most of the talking. Then he drove me home in a very careful manner. He was so much caring. I started to believe that he was my Prince charming. He left me to make decisions for my bridal dress. I was again impressed. Everything was going well. I believed that my heart needed some time to accept the reality that it had met the Prince.

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Our day of marriage arrived. Though I accepted him as my Prince, I still was thinking if he was the suitable one. After the day we met in the restaurant he never called me. On one hand, I believed that he was busy. But on the other hand, I was worried. What if he remained the same lifelong. I wanted him to be caring and loving and more than that I wanted him to be near when I needed him the most.

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Finally, our marriage was over. On our first night together, I waited for him till midnight but he never came. I now understood why my heart never reacted when he was beside me. But what can I do now? Just fake my life that I'm happy. But can I lie to my heart? I was tired of thinking, that I fell asleep.

When I woke up in the morning I found him getting ready to office. He saw me and found that I was disappointed and tried consoling me and then left to his office. My new family made me settle in a new apartment some kilometres away from his office. We were settled after a week's work. Everything was good. I was now free to do whatever I wish and whenever I wanted . My in-laws visited me very rarely.

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My husband was busy with his new business. We often spend time only during the dinner. At first I found it difficult but as days passed I found it habitual. When he talks, he talks to me about his business and how he was going to make it successful. When I show no interest, he encourages me that every woman must know the business secrets. But he never asked me if I was interested in it. I was always the spectator to his boring speech.

The surprising thing was, he never touched me after marriage. He always stood away from me. He had never kissed me once. I as a girl, found it difficult to take the first move. Sometimes I had the doubt, if he married me out of force of his parents. Once he took me out to a dinner, and presented me with a necklace of his choice. It was full of Ruby stones woven together. It looked nice and great but I don't like rubies. And he never cared to ask if I like it or not.

Am I the worst wife as I complain on everything my husband does? Or am I the shadow of every troubled wife? Still I'm in the first year of my marriage. Maybe it will change as the years roll but what if it never changed? I was always left alone with my thoughts to accompany me. In the first month of my marriage I really cried to sleep every night. But nowadays I got used to it. I'm a living doll accompanying my grown-up husband. That's what I think when I see myself in mirror.

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