Road to Nowhere?

Week #2

While there is a bigger game being played between men who stand on the opposite ends determined to get their way, little known Birpur which is at the center of this struggle is caught up in an orphan's wedding celebrations unaware of the approaching sandstorm. A once a year event organized by the Thakur himself where the baaratis come trudging through the harsh desert from a foreign land and whisk the girl away into the dreamy sunset. And the newly weds live happily ever after in oblivion... if only... if only  this was some fairytale., not a village held captive in some time warp. Things rarely go to plan, and Paro's life has never been easy and by all counts is about to get messier!

The reality that lies hidden within the confines of the Haveli and shielded by the cover of the night is as troubling as it can possibly be. If exposed it will unleash hell upon the most unsuspecting of men. The latest to get caught in its whirlwind was the unsuspecting Binduria or as they call her lovingly, Bindi. Concerned with the safety of her good friend after she sees the Baaratis assembling the guns in one of dark rooms of the Thakur's haveli, she runs to the one person who she knows can actually help. Except, she has no idea she is running to the devil himself who doesn't bat an eye-lid as he throws her mercilessly into the jaws of a hungry crocodile, and Bindi becomes yet another victim of Thakur's misplaced dreams. And just like that, a happy flame gets submerged into darkness. Will anyone ever come to know her fate? 

Even as his man, Kesari is caught by the BSD who is closing in with each passing minute, the Thakur calmly prepones the wedding before the BSD spoil his party. He is prepared to fight with all he's got, losing is not an option for this man. "Your well being is my responsibility" he says to an unsuspecting crowd.

But not everyone is convinced, may be its the missing Bindi or the preponed wedding or just the general air and Thakur's demeneour Paro seems unsure as she walks to the fire. Is this how she envisioned her wedding? Without her friend and in the dead of the night? Is this really the man, Bholenath has chosen for her? 

Is this wedding nothing but a precursor to nothingness, a road to nowhere for Paro? Not a doorway to a happier life but a straight drop into the pits of hell, where Paro will feel orphaned yet again and this time, there will be no Rukmini or dreams of tomorrow to comfort her. It will shatter all her dreams, shred all her innocence, steal all her smiles and take away everyone she has ever come to love. 

Or is it?, does providence know otherwise?