A TRAIN TO MY MARRIAGE ( BY VANDANA SHARMA)EP 1

I Am afraid of heights of all kinds—valleys, mountains, rivers, railway station bridges and

even relationships make me sick. And today I am going to experience all of them.

‘Krishna, come fast, we will miss the train!’ Mom shouts, breaking my train of thought.

‘I would be glad if I could,’ I mutter, putting on my dark brown blazer.

One more addition to my Hate List is this goddamned winter season. I am very sensitiveto getting a bad cough in this season and I cannot bear the chill. So I have put as manywoollens in my bag as on my body.

Here comes the auto rickshaw.

‘Come, come, everyone get inside,’ Dad says.

‘What the hell, Krishna! How many clothes have you stuffed in your bag? It is way too

heavy!’ screams Anoop, my brother.

‘Don’t worry, I will take my luggage myself. You don’t have to bother about it.’

I immediately regret the sentence after saying it. It is heavy! Uff!

Soon we are in front of a big—no, actually a monstrously huge—railway bridge.

‘Okay, I can do this.’

I try to be a brave girl. I am not going to look down. But the combination of loudly

hooting trains and my immense fear of heights makes the situation more horrific. When itcomes to heights, I can be a total freak.‘Here are our seat numbers,’ says Mom when we board the train.

I take my laptop and climb on to the upper berth. As it is an all-night journey, everybody

will be asleep soon and I am going to watch the Korean movie My Little Bride. I love

romantic Korean movies.

By the time it’s 3 a.m. I feel sleepy. But first I have go to the loo, so I just wait for the

train to stop at any station. That’s one more addition to my list of phobias—I cannot go to

the loo when the train is moving. Now you must be getting a clearer idea of my freakishness.

I doze off later. Then suddenly it’s raining and I’m all drenched; a wave of water comes

to drown me and I’m awake!

‘Holy shit, Anoop! Are you ******* out of your mind!’ It turns out to be part of a dream,

and Anoop was trying to wake me up by pouring water on my face.

He laughed stupidly and said, ‘We are almost about to reach Ambala.’

Yes, we are going to our village which is located in Ambala. It’s always been very

exciting for me to go there but this time it’s a little different. I am going to face my fear of

relationships.

We are going to meet D.S. Sharma Uncle and his family. And I am sure of the real reason

we are meeting the family—they want me to marry Sharma Uncle’s one and only son who

lives with them in their farmhouse. Their family is very affluent but I never wanted a manwho lives in a remote area and is a farmer. I think he must be barely a graduate—a narrow-minded control freak. Men in villages want housewives, not working girls.

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