Above is payal's picture.

Khushi's point of view:

Today was the happiest day of my life. Today my jiji (sister) was getting married and like any other younger sister I was on cloud nine and my head was filled with everything I could do today.

Ama was greeting the guests, bua ji was entertaining them and babu ji was managing everything else. As I was doing nothing I decided to spend some moments with my jiji.

As i entered the room I saw jiji's eyes filled with tears. I could help and asked "Jiji what happened? You know that you can tell me any thing right." while wiping her tears away.

She told me that she heard that her soon to be in laws were asking for dowry at the very last moment.

"But that's wrong jiji. Asking for the dowry at the very last moment or asking for it at all. I'm sure that if we talk to the groom everything will be alright. Maybe Abishek ji doesn't even know about it"
I said trying to console her a little.

She calmed a little. "Don't worry jiji Ill go and talk to him. Then there will be no need to sell our sweets shop."

I went to talk to babu ji but hid behind the curtains when i heard him talk to the payal's inlaws.

"I have 10 laks in cash and for the rest you can have my shop's papers. Please try to understand, i can't find someone to sell the shop to ...."

I couldn't stay there anymore so I decided to do something about it.

I entered babu ji's room, took the papers and left the house.

I prayed to Devi mayya as I started my scooter and made my way to the hotel Abishek ji was staying at.

While i stopped at the red signal I realized everyone was looking at me.

I felt strange and looked down to see what was wrong. I realized it without much difficulty.

I was wearing a green and golden Sharara and had my hair tied in a braid.

"I look like a bride who ran away on her wedding day." I said to my self.

I looked to the left to find a family staring at me intently. Ignoring some rude boys I tried to explain.

"Ahh.... I have to perform in a drama today so i thought to save some time and dressed from home." I said awkwardly.

Jiji called me and asked if i met the groom but since the my mobile's battery was low I wasn't able to reply her.

Just as i arrived at the hotel I hurried inside.

There was a man in black kurta standing there. I asked him about Abishek ji but instead got confused with his poetry.

Taking a guess I went inside a random room and found everyone preparing for some sort of event.

"Excuse me Sir, do you know where I can find Abishek ji."

I asked a man talking on cell phone.

He looked angry. "Where were you? And what's with this green dress? The show's theme is red."

I got confused. Maybe he thinks that i'm someone else.

But not listening to a word of mine, I was dragged here and there.

"Please try to understand you have got the wrong person." I tried to explain but they were having none of it.

My shoes were changed into stylish high heals, my dupatta (scarf)was removed and was pinned above the head while someone else was putting makeup on my face.

And .... suddenly I found my self pushed on a ramp.