ｔｈｒｉｃｅ [ upon a time ]

[rosesgreedy]

ｕｐｏｎ . ａ . ｔｉｍｅ
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Ｗｅ ｎｅｖｅｒ ｋｎｏｗ ｗｈｅｎ,
ｗｈｅｒｅ, ｈｏｗ, ａｎｄ ｉｎ
ｗｈｉｃｈ ｌｉｆｅ ｗｅ ｍｅｅｔ
ｓｏｍｅｏｎｅ ｆｏｒ ｔｈｅ
ｆｉｒｓｔ ｔｉｍｅ. Ａｎｄ ｗｅ
ｎｅｖｅｒ ｋｎｏｗ ｗｈｅｎ,
ｗｈｅｒｅ, ｈｏｗ, ａｎｄ ｉｎ
ｗｈｉｃｈ ｌｉｆｅ ｗｅ'ｌｌ
ｓｅｅ ｔｈｅｍ ａｇａｉｎ.
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[ t a b l e . o f . c o n t e n t s ]

it

.

goes

.

here
.

[rosesgreedy]

face claim ;; shahid kapoor

first life ;; idris mittal [ 1910 ] india ;;---

second life ;; cyril félix [ 1960 ] france ;;---

third life ;; shane colton [ present day ] america ;; ---

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face claim ;; maite perroni

first life ;; elaxi khan [1910] india ;; ---

second life ;; amarine de sauveterre [1960] france ;;---

third life ;; karina regan [present day] america---

[rosesgreedy]

ｓｕｍｍａｒｙ

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By now, It's possible that you are
confused. But that's alright, I'm
going to explain now, anyways.
For some, there is no such thing
as a "second chance." When
you're dead -- you're done, and
that's that. However, what they
don't know, is that there is, in
fact, another chance. And not
just one chance. Many chances.
The thing is we never know when,
where, how, and in which life we
meet someone for the first time.
And we never know when, where,
how, and in which life we'll see
them again. For these two, it all
starts in the 1900's, where the
British claim India their own. Two
lovers declare to not only love
each other in this life, but in
the lives after it, as well.
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I'd also just like to say, before we begin, these pictures aren't mine.
They belong to their rightful owners. The pictures were edited to my convenience.

[rosesgreedy]

ē ｋａ ;; ｕｎ ;; ｏｎｅ
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Idris Mittal

One more word out of my father’s mouth, and I swear I’ll explode. Can’t he understand?
“Listen, Idris, listen to me. You know we aren’t the richest around, but Chitra’s family is. This opportunity will never come around again! When have you heard of a rich girl wanting to marry a poor boy and her parents actually allow it?” Ever heard of folktales? “How difficult is that to understand? Her family gets along very well with the generals around here, you’ll never have to hide yourself again! With her wealth, you can finally live the way you’ve always wanted to --”
“The way I want to?” I can’t believe what I’m hearing. “I want to live happily. How difficult is that to understand?” I retort in a mimicking tone, making him angrier by the minute. Something was telling me that I was going a bit too far with this, but he was pushing it, as well.
“And how happy have you been working in the marketplace? Huh? When have you ever said a decent thing about the market? Never.”
“How happy were you when you got married to mother? Very happy, weren’t you? But did you ever take her thoughts into consideration? No, you didn’t. You knew quite well she was madly in love with Uncle Rohan, but you --”
“Enough!” He slams his fist on the wooden table as he rises to his feet. It’s difficult to tell if tears were forming in his eyes, or if they were simply melting with his fury. He remains standing for a moment, breathing heavily as he does so. He grits his teeth, clenching his fist tightly. “You will marry Chitra at the end of this month, whether you like it or not. And that is that.”
Wonderful. Just wonderful.
When I was sure he was back in his bedroom, I go back inside, myself, heading back to my room.
Sometimes, I just can’t understand Father. When my mother was around, he had told me many times that all he wanted was for me to be happy. I took the advice too seriously. Even after she’d left the face of the Earth, he would still encourage me to do so. But when my sister had died, he changed drastically. I realize that it could simply be the impact of many loved ones already, causing me to only wave him off when he was in such a mood. But today was too much. I’ve always known Chitra felt something for me, however, I cannot say the same. Growing up with Chitra, being my sister’s greatest friend, I could never feel the same way. With my sister gone, she practically took her role -- comforting me in my times of need, always around to cheer me up ... etcetera. Chitra is a sister to me, and nothing more. Perhaps my feelings would be different, if a friend of mine wasn’t so madly in love with her since the two were children, but that was not the case. And either way, marriage -- isn’t my thing.
Don’t get me wrong, I would love to get married, but only to one woman.
You see, here, a man is allowed four marriages; the four marriages were often recommended by families, and in some occasions forced. Knowing my father, he will not leave me in peace with only one marriage. If I marry, I want to do so for love, not because someone else wants me to. And if my father forces me to pick more brides, I’ll simply tell him that I’ll marry that girl four times. Simple as that.
Usually, I wouldn’t be so worried about my father’s words, as he often forgets the thought, and leaves me alone. However, I don’t think he’s going to take something as serious as this so lightly.
This is going to be a long night.

Elaxi Khan

“Kan!” For the last time, it’s Khan. White men. The more superior they think they are, the more idiotic they become. One of the simplest surnames in Punjab, and still unable to pronounce it.
“Yes?”
“Are you stupid, girl? I’d expect you to be bouncing off the walls with joy.” I approach the cell bars slowly as he unlocks the cell, the expression on my face -- there isn’t one. And he asked me if I was stupid. He’d known me since I was fifteen, we never got along, that was true. However, he still can’t understand that I don’t show emotion; not if I’m in this jail cell.
Yes, you heard correctly. I’m a prisoner. Well, I suppose I shouldn’t call myself that anymore.
“Well? Aren’t you coming out? Now, leave before the General changes his mind.” I didn’t have to be told twice. For five years, I had been dreaming of being free, causing me to act well behaved around the English men. On the inside, the act caused my stomach to revolt, but it all payed off; the ten years that I was supposed to be in jail lowered to five years.
However, I know I’m not completely free.
With what I’ve done, the British won’t get off my back for a long while. I won’t be surprised to see them outside my house every day.
My house. My house. Oh, how I haven’t said that in so long. My house. It stopped being mine the day I was supposed to be married. However, it wasn’t until about a month ago that my mother had come to visit me. I wanted to hug her, and to show her the affection that I hadn’t done in so long ... but I held back. She only came to tell me that the man’s family and my own had forgiven me. I could return home without a problem when I was freed.
But I know my father would have a difficult time seeing me the same way again. I’m sure. I would have married, just for his happiness, but he never even told me. The day before, my mother had given me a dress. Why? I didn’t know. But when I noticed that it was a wedding dress, I panicked. I interrogated both my parents, and my father was the first to confess. It wasn’t the first time a girl in Punjab didn’t know about her wedding, so I guess it’s comforting to know that I wasn’t the first to commit something of the nature.
My reaction? I went to find the man. He was rather pleased to see me, but of course I wasn’t. He had tried to “see if I’d be a good wife,” but I couldn’t let him. With the dagger I had, I murdered him.
I couldn’t marry.
Many women had married around the age of thirteen, so I was sure I wouldn’t be married. After all, my parents were two years too late. Besides, how could I marry a complete stranger? It had traumatized me, so I certainly won’t marry now. Not now.
Not ever.

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