Part 1- Contract Marriage

　　'Contract marriage?' There was both disbelief and surprise in her eyes.

　　'Yes, contract marriage. You tell me your decision till tomorrow. 'The man in front of her came back through the door. She had been sitting there for a long time. Finally she got up and helplessly made dal rice. She wanted to take it to the hospital. She healed herself a little. Tried to get rid of the sadness on her face .. with a slight smile.

　　'sister, well done u came I want to go home and study. I was talking to Kiran in the morning. Madame gave a lot of homework. If not done tomorrow, they will kill a lot. Her 10-year-old brother was talking to her when he saw her in the hospital. Her grief subsided. What kind of days does a poor person have to look at at such a young age? After falling into such a hospital, she wanders around for such money. Poor, her brother Yash has left school for five days today and is accompanying her mother to the hospital.

　　'What happened sister!' Seeing the tears in her eyes, Yash asked innocently.

　　'Nothing , Sameer brother is waiting outside, he will take you to school and leave. Go home first. Take a bath and take the tiffin box. ' Ananya spoke in tears. He left immediately. Then she turned her attention to her mother.

　　Sarlabai was lying on the old bed of the hospital, leaning against the ceiling. The whole world was full of sorrow in that mothers eyes. Ananya wiped her eyes once again. Putting a small smile on her face, she came and sat next to Sarla Bai's bed. As soon as she was touched, a smile appeared on Sarla Bai's face.

　　"What did uncle say?" Ending everything, Sarlabai spoke.

　　'You don't want to take the tension. I am not yet. The money will come and your operation will be done. We will stay together at home again. ' Ananya.

　　'Hmmm, I don't think so. What am I saying..now my life is over. You don't want to spend too much money now. Take me home. ' Sarla.

　　'What are you talking about? Nothing will happen to you. You see.. You will come home soon... Don't just dare. Your doughter is still alive. ' Ananya.

　　'Blood brother turned his back on me, and you ...' Ananya stopped Sarla bai...

　　Ananya finished the subject and went to the doctor. The doctor said that the operation would have to be done as soon as possible. Otherwise, her life could be lost. Ananya came and sat in the corridor in tension. She picked up her phone and dialed the number.

　　'Hello dear Priya, did you talk to uncle?' Ananya.

　　'I talked to pappa, but you know the business is stalled right now. And the amount you asked for is too high. If I could, I would definitely help you but sorry c. I have nothing right now. ' Priya was talking in sorrow. She could feel that she could not help her close friend.

　　'It's OK, the amount is so high, what are you going to do? Any ways, I'll call you later. Bye 'Ananya.

　　Ananya let out a sigh but her last hope was dashed. She searched for her uncle's number and dialed....after a few rings phone was recieved..

　　'Think again. You just want to get married for a year. He is a very big business man. So you will get a lot of money. They will bear the entire cost of Sarla's hospital. But after one year, you will have to divorce. After all, you have to live your life. Sirla is my sister but I can honestly say that I can't help with such a large amount. I'm not that rich. I want to keep what I have for my children. You can understand So I told you this solution. Gole lawyer is my friend and we can trust him. ' uncle was talking and Ananya was just listening at them. Finally, he called the lawyer and told him to come and see him tomorrow.

　　That night Ananya was just thinking about that contract marriage. Who do you have to marry? How is he old? Is it the same as getting married before? Why does he just want to get married for a year? And what will happen to us after one year? What will people call me? Will anyone marry me again? She could not sleep at night because of so many thoughts. She got up in the morning and became ready to go... Uncle took her to a luxurious office. After waiting for some time, they were sent inside. A middle-aged man sitting on a large cushion. Next to him was a posh man of the same age. When they came in, he asked them to sit down too. Uncle introduced her. That spectacle man was a ball lawyer. They asked her about the contract. She said yes. They immediately gave her some documents and asked her to sign. It was a marriage certificate. She did not expect everything to happen as soon as she was surprised.

　　'Any problem?' Seeing the confusion on her face, lawyer asked to her.

　　'Ummm nothing' Ananya. In fact, she wanted to ask a lot of questions, but she did not know how to ask. She read the name on it.

　　'Abhijit Inamdar' OK is the name of the future husband. And age 30 years. I mean, 10 years older than me. I don't know anything else. The man in the front seat looks a little older. It should not be aristocratic. But here is the sign of his identity, is that it? .. It looks good, it looks like a bodyguard. It doesn't feel like a big business man from any angle. While signing, her series of thoughts continued.

　　'Miss Ananya, I will come to take you tomorrow. From tomorrow you are going to live in a rewarding bungalow. Prepare whatever material you have. And one more thing, your marriage is a secret, so if someone asks you, you don't want to say anything. Only in the bungalow, if anyone asks you, you are Mrs. Inamdar. Outside you Miss Ananya. Do you have any questions? ' The front suit spoke for the first time but spoke very succinctly.

　　'My mother's operation?' Ananya stumbled.

　　"Don't worry, they will have an operation tomorrow and we will pay for the rest. They are our responsibility until they are completely healed. ' He spoke with confidence. She thanked him.

　　When she came home, she started preparing but many thoughts started coming to her mind. She did not know why this contract marriage was taking place. How would that man treat her..?.will he hurt her.,? And what about physical contact ..? With this thought, a thorn came on her body. She didn't even think about it. She quickly dialed the number she had taken from her uncle.

　　'Hello, I want to talk to you about something important. In fact, I should have talked to you about this in the afternoon. I don't know how to talk. But in this contract marriage I want to put a condition. She said the last sentence a little scared.

　　'Tell me, what is the condition?' I can't say it's complete, but I'll talk to Mr. Inamdar about it. ' Gole lawyer.

　　'No, I'm getting married for a year, but that doesn't mean he can treat me as my husband. Do you know what i mean 'Ananya.

　　'Miss Ananya, it will work even if you speak clearly' Gole Vakil

　　'We haven't had any body contact in this one year.' She said this sentence in one breath. There was silence for a while. Then Gole said, "Don't worry, Mr. Inamdar has already said that there will be no physical contact in this relationship."

　　She felt a little high. She made all the preparations. She got up in the morning and went to the hospital. The doctor has already made all the preparations. The operation went well. Yash was going to stay with uncle for a few days now. So she turned her front home again. She saw an expensive car parked in front of the door. When she went ahead, she realized that the car was parked just for her. She told her mother in advance. She was going to be out for a few days. She put all the materials in the car and sat in the car. The neighbor was a suitor. She is now convinced that this is Abhijit Inamdar. She said nothing the whole way. The car came to a halt in a luxurious bungalow. The name of the bungalow in front was 'Nakshatra'. As the name suggests, the bungalow was really like a star.