Urdu wedding night stories skin#

It’s your duty as a wife,' her mother and aunts had instructed her repeatedly. She felt her fears, tension, and prejudices about ‘wedding night’ melt away. It has to be mutual, always,' he kissed her forehead. I will wait for you to be comfortable with me. And about last night, you do not have to be sorry. What happens inside this bedroom remains with us. “Sandeepa, we don’t have to say anything to anybody. What will you say now?' she asked worriedly. “Guess I will also face questions now as I go downstairs,” he nodded his head. I think she feels these are lovebites” she blushed and chuckled again. Bhabhi was asking me naughty questions downstairs. “What’s the matter? Why are you laughing?' Navin hugged her gently from behind. She checked it in the mirror and chuckled slightly. I didn’t realize when the bug bit me,' Sandeepa caressed her neck and realized the swelling had reduced. “How’s the rash on the side of your neck?”, he enquired. “Why are you wearing a saree? Wear something more comfortable,” he finished applying the cream on her waist and picked up the tea.

Urdu wedding night stories skin#

“You lie down” he advised and applied some cream gently all around her waist- her wedding reception ghagra had cut her skin badly. She nodded yes, shifting slightly away from him. “Is it still paining?”, her husband asked sitting next to her. She sat on the bed clutching her stomach in pain. All the men here are the same - loving and caring during the day and a raging bull by night,' she dug the soft soil with great force. Maybe not in this life, she sadly remarked as she tended to the plants. She hoped for that day when she would get uninterrupted sleep. Various bruises, 3 miscarriages, a permanent scar on her back and a strong detest towards any intimacy were her married reality. Dreams that were a reminder of the brutal episodes of her life. No one knew that Chachi still woke up with nightmares. She could only smile at them and fake blush. He can’t get enough,” her relatives would tease. “Hayye Meena Bhabhi, bhaiyya loves you so much. Everyone used to envy her in her heydays - she was beautiful looking. Chacha also succumbed to cancer 2 years back. They had more than 12 kids, only 3 survived now. Meena chachi was married to Giri chacha for 40 years. “Are the vegetables done? I will go and water the plants,” Chachi's voice stirred Gauri and she switched the gas off. She will get used to it like me,” she dismissed the thought. I guess everyone’s married life is the same. She sighed as she recollected Sandeepa’s uncomfortable behavior. Nitesh, her husband, was very caring but after 3 pegs of alcohol, he turned into this beast on most nights. But there were many such times in their married life. Her tears had no effect on him, he was busy with his pleasure and had muffled her cries of pain with his hand. it’s burning!”, she remembered how much she pleaded with her husband that night. She rubbed off the slight burning sensation.

She lit the gas, added some oil and watched as the mustard seeds sputtered out on her hand. “What are you thinking Gauri? About your first time?,” Chachi teased her. Everything was good, she says,” Gauri shrugged her shoulders and started mashing the vegetables together. “Isse kya hua?” Chachi was kneading the dough for parathas. it was good”, she took the cup of tea and walked out of the kitchen. Should she tell her or not? The question lingered in her mind. “What’s the matter?” Gauri asked with concern. “Ahhhhh.” Sandeepa groaned, wincing her eyes in pain. You can tell me,” she tickled her waist playfully. How was your wedding night yesterday?” Gauri asked her excitedly. Sandeepa finished her prayers and looked for tea cups in the cabinet. “Hmmm.you know naa devarji is a fitness freak and so strong. “Looks like they had a long night yesterday,” chachi commented. Her pallu fell off from her head and they could now see a couple of bright red lovebites on the side of her neck. Chachi turned to look at a praying Sandeepa. nothing just a slight sprain,” she said as she kept the jug down. Sandeepa groaned slightly as she felt pain in her wrist. “Take it out from that jar, 'Gauri helped her. “Chachi, there is no oil in this bottle” she pointed out. Gauri nudged Chachi and they both giggled as Sandeepa juggled with her pallu. “Pray to God First and light the lamp,' Meena Chachi instructed as she stirred tea on the gas. “Goooooood morning devraani ji” Gauri hugged her newest sister-in-law. “Good morning chachi, Bhabhi” Sandeepa greeted them softly.

They had a knowing smile on their faces as the newly married daughter-in-law, walked inside their kitchen. Chingg chingggg- the tinkle of anklets and bangles caused Meena chachi and Gauri to turn around.