"She's deeper than anyone else, and that's probably why nobody gets her. She's a bit too much for anyone, that's perhaps the reason she's always alone. She's more mature than anyone else her age, maybe that's why she understands what others can't. But she wants to feel understood, she doesn't want to be lonely anymore, she wants to be normal so that she can fit with others. She wants to change herself because she just wants to be loved. And that's the saddest thing in the world, because she's so extraordinary, and there's no one in the goddamn universe that could be as much as her. But she doesn't realize that, and she blames herself every night for not being ordinary. She hates herself for being this unique human being.

Five years later

IRA'S POV

"Ammi there is no need to do this much hardwork in the kitchen. I will never ever want you to work this hard just to impress some people who are coming here to ask my hand for their son" I smirked, relishing the sheer khurma.

"Ira, I have raised you with lots of manners and  good upbringing and I truely want you to abide by them. They are coming here for your rishta ( a Relationship) and I want you to accept their proposal without any tantrums, like a good girl" Ammi smiled caressing my cheeks.

"Why are you in a hurry to send me away, even when you know you only have me. I don't want to live in a new family which will not have my ammi" I said making a morose face and instantly hugging her.

"Daughters are raised to blossom another home with love and affection. And my daughter will make me proud like you have made me till now. Don't worry about me, I have a lot to live on with. But currently I only want you to settle." Ammi patted my back.

"May I know who are they? I hope they are not close to anyone in our realtions. Because not to offend you, but I hardly like anyone in our relationship far and near" I smirked, my body was set on fire hearing the name of my blood related relatives.

"No, No...Your Khala Jaan (Aunt) has suggested this nikah. And The guy had studied abroad just like you, and now he has settled helping his father in his business. Hopefully the family has agreed that you can join their office, if you want to work with them." Ammi smiled.

"I see, seems like an educated family. Khala is already best, and I won't ever dare to question her choice" I smiled at my ammi. Who seems like the cutest momo ball in this whole wide world.

Time Skip

"Mashallah, meri beti ekdum Chand k tukda lgrahi hai ( Mashallah, my daughter is looking like a piece of moon) "

I saw ammi smiling at the door.

In spite of not being a lot interested in this marriage, I wanted to settle down with someone  because of Ammi. She has always listened to all my desires and with utmost care she fulfilled them. And today it was my chance to fulfill my Ammi's dream.

I had dressed up all plain, my hairs are in a bun decorated by four roses by side. I had applied kohl and had put dark red lipstick. The red salwar kameez was bringing out the best in me today. It had no designer work, instead it was making my simplicity shine out more.

Was I really ready to be wedded off. Or I wanted something else in life. Will my husband be that love which my eyes are searching for since long or the reality will again be different as always not in my favour. In either of the circumstances I am prepared.

ASHER'S POV

It had been weeks since Amvi has ignored my calls, my messages and everything. Like she didn't even care that I exist. We had been in realtionship since we were in college, and she doesn't even care. I should have not come back to India. She insisted on staying there and pursuing business there, but Abbu and Amma...I couldn't have just let them be here. They needed me more.

After being after me for months, they have finally asked me to marry the girl they have chosen and it seems like a Do or die situation. And Amvi has left no other  route for me to go, my mind is not sane and I know that I will have to agree on this relationship.

Indirectly Amvi said that I can marry anyone, because neither she called me nor she tried to convince me. She is not even ready to do engagement for atleast making my parents satisfied. She, her family and her career are her top priorities but what about me. She has always been my number one, but what now?!

I don't think I would be able to take it anymore, and break my parents hearts yet again. If Amvi has a family and future I have one too.

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"We have selected Ira already, bring the sweets to tie the sweetest bond we are going to share salma BiBi" Amma hugged Mrs Siddiqui.

The Wedding dates were finalised, both of us are going to marry and this girl...this girl....was my literature classmate. I mean just see our stars, the people who are displeased in eachother's presence had to share their life together now.

"Ira take Asher to your room, and have some conversation beta. We want you both to familiarise"  her Ammi smiled at me after completing the sentence and passed serious stares at her which almost felt like an order.

"Come along" she said in a low tune. And I  followed. It was  complete silence while both of us walked together in the corridor.

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The moment she opened the door, I took a whole look of her room and then finally got my gaze still at her face.

"You are still that pink Barbie, fantasy and book girl...even after five years nothing changed about you other than...."

And I paused.

"What...other than what?...." She was staring back at me, those Kohl eyes trying to look deep inside my soul.

How would I tell that I was about to talk about her  body, which has taken a shape of a perfect woman, different from the skinny girl I met at University five years ago.

"Nothing..." I smiled back.

Before we were ready to question eachother any further. We sat on her pink bedsheet spread bed.

"I didn't knew that it would be you" she replied meekly.

"Neither did I" I replied with clenched jaw

This lame stupid girl, who lives in a fantasy world was my parents choice for me. I mean the girl whom I have studied with in abroad and was never intrested in. Even after years her dreamy fantasy never came to an end. She was the most simple girl I have ever seen in my life, yet beautiful. But again she was no where near to my Amvi, After a pause i asked out.

"Are you willing to marry me ? Afterall you know everything." I looked at her.

"I don't have any other options, I have to. And for rest what you are, what you were, what you will be is not of my concern"  she glared at me. Those Fierce eyes and attitude were still there, she hasn't changed much.

"You are the first girl I came across who doesn't care even if her husband has another woman in his life, very different" I smirked cockily at her.

"The marriage is the need of the hour and not my desire and for the rest of the clarifications you can check on the wall" she replied pointing in the right direction.

The wall had a small softboard which had different sticky notes. And one white sheet with some rhymes. Which said:

She's deeper than anyone else, and that's probably why nobody gets her. She's a bit too much for anyone, that's perhaps the reason she's always alone. She's more mature than anyone else her age, maybe that's why she understands what others can't. But she wants to feel understood, she doesn't want to be lonely anymore, she wants to be normal so that she can fit with others. She wants to change herself because she just wants to be loved. And that's the saddest thing in the world, because she's so extraordinary, and there's no one in the goddamn universe that could be as much as her. But she doesn't realize that, and she blames herself every night for not being ordinary. She hates herself for being this unique human being.

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For a moment I had nothing to say. She was empty and broken too. Yet so calm to harm anyone because she was hurt. While I was hurt because of Amvi and was trying to pull her down the level. Someone who is at no fault probably.

"We are different Mr Asher Khan, and I being broken, sad, happy or depressed is willing to marry you because of my mother. There are chances your darling returns back home within few years, and my ammi is now in the age where, anything can happen to her. So before Allah calls her, i want to fulfill her wish as a command. I never wanted anything more in life, than my share of love. But I think I am really unlucky in this matter, so instead of running for love now I want to run for self love and my career. So in whatever sense you want to marry me, I am just marrying you as an agreement. I promise there is nothing i expect from you. Other than my respect. And all this contractual and toxic marriage is nothing more than a TOXIC DATE to me in which I have to see your face daily. " She was stern on her decision.

"Toxic Date, like really?" I quirked my brows at her.

"What more?!" She smirked.

"Deal done!" I smiled.

She was more smart than a fool. And what matters was Amvi.

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Later in the evening  after the dinner, the dates were checked and  we were getting married next Friday.

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