"For The Girls Whose Wings Have Been Clipped Before They Could Soar To The Sky."

You, 22 years old simple yet educated girl belonging to a middle class family where every single penny is spent thoughtfully. Despite having a family of four, You, your father, mother and younger sister Life wasn't that easy. Being the eldest daughter responsibility was weighing on your shoulder. So after your graduation you stopped persuing your studies. Did you wanted that? No. You wanted to study more and achieve your dreams but the financial condition wasn't that supportive. Seeing your family's condition you sacrificed your dream. But atleast you had someone who you love and who loves you, Harsh, your supportive boyfriend.

But things got complicated when your family got to know about Harsh. They didn't liked the idea of their daughter being with someone they don't know. And you were forced to end your relationship only to get married to someone you don't know.

Your father who was working under the head of the village somehow convinced the Varma's one and only son DEV VARMA to marry you. Dev, 32 years old who was a man of very few words and his actions speaks louder. He lost his mother in teenage because his father and just after that his father left the village handing over the responsibility of the village to him and after that he took an oath to never become like his father. In Ajmer, if someone had a 'Mehel' to call then it was own by Dev Varma.

Wedding day arrived and every rasam went in blur and now wearing a red banarasi saree with veil on, the sindoor on your hairline and the sacred nuptial chain around your neck brought you back to the reality- The Wife Of Dev Varma. That's it. That's your only identity or is there more?

A group of woman led you to your bedroom making jokes on your first night which made you a bit uncomfortable and the next moment you were sitting on the bed waiting for your Husband.