The NEVER ending story part 5

Part 5

The sunlight was coming down from the ventilator directly on her face. In that soft sunlight, her eyes glowed to reveal a bright golden color, her face looked like a ripe peach and her lips, they were rose like, with long hair to go by. She looked perfect.
“The girl from your dreams” said his mind

Arpit was awestruck and forgot all about their earlier conversation, and then slowly started walking towards her, it would be 6 steps till he reached her. He took the first step and felt nothing, in the second, the face of his wife came in front of him, those blue eyes, along with her dimpled cheeks, with the third, mehek’s smile flashed in front of his eyes, her smile is so beautiful his mind said, with the fourth, an image of mehek waving him a bye came in front of his eyes, she always said him a bye, and he never waved back he remembered… with the fifth step, his mind asked a question.

“When you can give so much time to a stranger, so that you can know about her, in the end just to realize that you hate her. And then change your entire decision with just one look at her face.” He stopped and pressed on “Then why haven’t you given your wife a chance….., she might be more than what you imagine of her, you know…She even might be your real dream girl, san the yellow eyes….” said his mind.
Yes, she might be, arpit thought, he had to give her a chance, and before all that he had to apologize, for being such a jerk to her, he had never listened to her because of the things which he had hated. Those two things. Reaching his final step he said to Aneesha “Bye, Dummy…” and started running, he ran through the door, through the bank, and ran all the way back to his home.

It was not a good idea, his home was 5 kilometers away, people were looking at him weirdly and thinking ‘Why is this guy running in a suit?’, but at last he reached home panting for breath. He sat down and took his share of air, his wife was surprised to see him in this manner “What happened?” asked Mehek

He waved her a signal which said give me a minute, and she sat on the opposite sofa looking at him.

Again it was the same, it was 5.30 pm, and the evening sunlight fell on her eyes, making them shine some more, bringing out a rich color in them, her blue eyes looked like a peaceful lake, so beautiful and clear, a light wind was blowing through the window making her loose hair fly, and the heat from the sun was making her cheeks red, she was wearing a pink dress, and it seemed like she had just stepped out of a fairy tale, she was resting her face in her hands, and looked so beautiful that he wanted to kiss her.
“Do it na then…” replied his mind
Arpit slowly got up and then walked towards his wife and sat beside her, and looking into her eyes said gingerly “I will kiss you now….”
She was a little confused, but then she smiled, arpit smiled too, and they shared a kiss. It was absolutely Perfect…….

Oh, come on who are we kidding, it was not perfect, far from it, with no experience whatsoever, they were clumsy, falling down from the sofa, they dint knew which way to tilt their face, banging their heads against each other, they were sitting in a awkward position, so they broke up…

“I am sorry” blurted out arpit
“Oh, why for the kiss….” she asked playfully, “Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone” she joked.
“No, not for that, I am sorry for not giving you the time, for not knowing you, for being a jerk” he said.
She came towards him and hugged him, and whispered, “I am sorry too, I shouldn’t have frightened you like that, I really ruined our first night dint I?”
He released her and said “It doesn’t matter, I wanna correct my mistakes now and I wanna know all about you, everything”.

And then they talked, they talked for a long time, and while he did, he got to know, that she too loved celine dion songs, it’s just that she had a headache that day, and only because of that she had said to turn the volume down, and she too loved Maggie, its only because she had ate Maggie for 2 days straight when he had asked the question, that she had given the ‘belch’ reply.

Arpit found her fascinating and laughed many times, as she described about her childhood memories, where she once fell from a tree while playing hide and seek, falling directly on her dad’s shoulder, giving him a fracture, he was really enjoying the conversation. He then thought having a preconceived notion about something can be disastrous, and because of one silly thing, he would have made his whole life a walk through hell, but looking at her speak, he knew he was in the right place, his heaven. He couldn’t help but smile looking back at today, just one day had changed his whole life forever, “Life can be pretty funny sometimes na?” said his mind, arpit smiled, they continued talking till the break of dawn and then fell asleep in each other’s arms.

Getting up in the morning, Mehek made him his favorite breakfast. Maggie, and arpit reaching his office applied for a leave to be taken 2 weeks later, when the ‘nausea’ would be over with Mehek.
Time flew by and now he was sitting beside her in the airplane on its way to Switzerland, looking towards the clouds gliding beside him he said “Thank you mom, Thank you so very much”
“What are you thanking your mom for?” asked Mehek
He looked into her eyes and said “For you, for our future together” he said, and kissed her, and this time it was perfect.

Thank you all for reading and commenting.... i hope you liked it, if not loved it....;)(searches helmet) bouquets and brickbats are not welcome :)

The NEVER ending story part 4

Part 4

Zweeshh……Zweeshh…..Zweeshh………Zweeshh(Mind going back into the 3 month old memory block)

(Creepy music plays……)3 months ago…….

It was 6 in the evening, arpit was on his way back to home from a long and tiring day at the office, when on the way he met ‘the complaint box’ a.k.a the bank manager, he invited arpit for a drink, arpit never refused a free beer, so while sipping his chilled companion, arpit listened to the rant of the bank manager, who was saying how banks were being robbed in broad daylight, and how even though the police came quick, it was never quick enough, and most of the money would be gone from the bank till the angels in uniform arrived, and just like that arpit(Read: His brilliant mind) had suggested a idea, he had said

“Why don’t you use chloroform as a safety precaution with you alarm, so that if the alarm goes off, the chloroform leaks out, that way when the thieves hit your bank, will fall back flat and faint, and even if the police come late, they can catch them easily” they both had laughed at the joke, but the manager had taken it seriously.

Oh how stupid can a man be? Arpit asked himself,

“Not stupid enough, he dint take your idea of girls dancing on a pole, by which you could distract the thieves” said his mind with a giggle

Arpit let out a grunt and said to aneesha, “I think I know what the problem is”

He questioned the other woman “Shwetha, were there any masked men lying on the floor, when you came here?”

“No I don’t think so, do you want me to go check?” asked shwetha innocently

“Yes, please go and check” arpit replied calmly

There was a sound of random movement of steps outside, followed by complete silence, then followed by rapid movement of steps again.

“Anee, Anee, Anee…….” Came the scaprappy voice again (you know, the combo of scared, surprised and happy)

“Take a guess what that secretary of the bank manger, who is now lying on the floor, is wearing?” asked Shwetha excitedly.

“Puhleeze don’t tell me, I just hope it’s not D&G, I hate that bitch” replied aneesha angrily

“Oh, it’s not D&G, its Versace” replied Shwetha even more excitedly.

“That bitch, doing a secretary’s job, how the hell can she afford Versace? I think…., no I know she bought a fake from city center, uh she is so cheap” said aneesha in a disgusted tone.

“Oh, leave her, she was always cheap, but you know, I saw that cute cashier whom you like, I heard he was flirting with that secretary, anyways, here is the thing, he was looking so sweet lying on the floor, I just had to give him a googly woogly whoosh” cooed Shwetha.

“No, you dint…. I am gonna kill you when I get out of here, he is mine, not yours, not anybody else’s, he is mine, you hear that…” replied aneesha in a threatening tone

“Yeah you can kill me when you get out, but I think I am gonna go give him another googly woogly….” She said and ran towards the hall.

Arpit couldn’t believe his ears, these women leaving the casualty at hand, were gossiping. Gossiping. He was slowly becoming angry, slowly but steadily, and that was not a good sign.

“Dude, don’t get angry, girls and gossip are inseparable, it’s like oxygen to them, they cannot live without it, just like guys can’t stop ogling at girls, even though they are engaged” replied his mind.

“I hate gossip more than anything” said arpit in a louder tone than he had intended to…

“Did you say something?” asked aneesha

“No nothing, see aneesha, lets concentrate on ourselves for a minute here ok, I wanna get out of this hell hole, I hope you would want the same too, so just tell your friend to concentrate at the problem at hand, and stop coochy cooing cute guys lying on the floor” he replied a little angrily

“You don’t have to be all grouchy about it” spat aneesha.

2 whole minutes later, shwetha came back..

“Anee ,Anee ,Anee……………” came the scaprappy voice again (you know, the scared, surprised and all that)

“You will not believe what that secretary is wearing on her feet… you really wouldn’t believe me…” said Shwetha

“What?? Tell me, Tell me at once” asked aneesha getting all excited.

“Louis vuitton, and I checked they are Original” screamed Shwetha

“No,No No… How can it be?” screamed aneesha angrily.

“Ahhhhhhh” screamed arpit from the other side “What are you women?, I just thought till this very day, that you guys just act dumb, but now I really know, you really are dumb. A donkey might be more smarter than you, gossiping in a situation like this!!, thank god my wife is not like you… she never gossips and always takes care of me” the words flowed out of arpit’s mouth in a hurried manner.

And just as he said those words he thought, yeah his wife was better than these women, she was intelligent too, he remembered that one time, when she had found a problem in his program while he was creating a new software. She had seen him throw his hands up in frustration, coming over to him she saw the problem and just like that, she had solved it within 2 minutes, he dint even ask her how did she do it, about how did she know about computers so much, his ego had come between. And not just that, she did everything he asked her too, and because of that he had treated her like a maid, he felt ashamed for not appreciating her, he was feeling sorry. For himself.

“Hey don’t call me dumb, all right” came the answer from both the women bringing arpit back to reality

“No you are not dumb, I am dumb, because I started talking with you, argh, shwetha, if you have some brains then prove it, just get the manager or anybody here, so that I can get out” replied arpit agitatedly.

“No, I won’t” replied shwetha

“Ok, then it’s proved, you have no brains” he replied faking a laugh.

“Oh no, you won’t, I’ll go and get the manager and I will prove it to you, that I have brains all right” spat shwetha

“Bingo” said his mind

There were rapid movement of steps, and then there was some screaming, there was faint sound of someone slapping someone, and then there was the sound of the police siren.

“The police are coming NOW, no wonder he took your advice” said his mind

Arpit smiled, suddenly there were sounds of people approaching towards the bathroom door, arpit stood up, and just as the manager opened the door, arpit gave him a tight slap.

“That should remind you, not to take random advice again” replied arpit

Arpit got to know that the bank was doing a test phase for checking of the chloroform attachment to the alarm, when the gas had leaked. And as the bathroom was towards the opposite side, arpit and aneesha hadn’t fainted.

“But how could you do it, with all those people in the bank?” questioned arpit

“We wanted to see if it will work or not” replied the manager smiling sheepishly

“Good, god” arpit said holding his head “But now….. Get ready for the real action, because most of them will sue you now, including me” barked arpit

The manager listening to it felt a faint feeling of dizziness and began to fall when some other employees caught him, arpit then turned and looked towards aneesha, who was out of the bathroom now, and just as he saw her face he felt a huge shock.

“My god, It’s her...........” said his mind.

to be continued.......................

The NEVER ending story part 3

Part 3

Reaching his office, he started to work, time flew by and it was 1 in the afternoon, time for lunch, he looked into his pocket and saw he just had 10 bucks, so he thought of hitting the nearby bank, as the bank was nearer than his ATM.

He went into the bank and waved a hi to the manger passing by, he filled in the receipt, and gave it to the teller, she gave him a token and told him to sit back till the token number was announced, seeing a long line at the counter, he thought of hitting the bathroom for a quick leak out. He went into the bathroom, finished his job, and while washing his hands, he heard a sound just beside the door, it sounded like a woman running to the ladies bathroom, which was just adjacent to the men’s room. Ah Women his mind said always in a hurry.

He suddenly heard a loud sound from the other side, THE LADIES BATHROOM, There was no doubt. It was. A FART.

What the *beep* his mind said(It had a self censoring mechanism), arpit holding his fingers to his nose turned towards the wall, the only thing which separated the men’s room from the women’s, and then darted towards the door, just then he heard another loud sound. It sounded like a bell.

Are farts now coming in different ringtones too? asked his mind.

“No stupid, it’s an alarm” replied arpit, the sound of the alarm was now piercing through his ears, “Ahhhhhh” he screamed aloud, only to be joined by the scream of the woman from the other side.

It continued for another five minutes till it finally stopped. He had slumped to the ground to cover his ears from the noise; releasing his hands and slowly getting up he tried the door, it was locked.

What the *beep*, what the *beep* what the *beeeeeep* his mind screamed

“Shut up dude, I don’t have any idea about this more than you have, so just chill all right, I will buy you a beer some time later” he said

“You know I can’t drink a beer”

“I know….But I can” arpit giggled “But … ok I will let you fantasize about your dream car Shelby’s ultimate aero, the fastest production car in the world OK. Happy now??”

“Yeah.. whatever…But how are we going to get out?”

“Lemme think…” replied arpit

“Yeah.. Right” his mind laughed “Do you remember the time when you ate your book, page by page, when you had an exam on the same subject the next day!!!!”

“Yeah… I thought I needn’t prepare for the exam then” replied arpit

“Point Proved. So don’t think much, just leave it to the professional, THE BRAIN” his mind said

Arpit sat down, and thought what could be the reason for the lockout, or rather the brain thought, maybe there were bank robbers outside, he thought, and just then there was voice from the other side of the wall.

“Hello… is anybody there?”

“That woman, It’s the farting woman.. Don’t answer her” his mind said

He remained silent, a minute later her voice came again “I know you are there all right, I heard your voice, why aren’t you answering me?”

Damn that woman, and damn my mind thought arpit

“What, what did I do?” his mind cried out

“It’s because of you that I talked, and now I have to talk to that woman, urrrghhh” he grunted.

“Yeah sorry I dint hear you, I was taking a leak” he lied to the woman,

“So long?” she asked innocently with a hint of laughter.

“Yeah” he defended himself, “So why did you call me?” he asked

“Do you know what’s going on? Why are the doors closed?, why did the alarm go off? And why is there no toilet paper here?” she screamed

“Women ask a lot of questions, even while talking with someone for the first time”, his mind said

“Well….” He replied to the woman, “I have as much answers as you have, I have no clue, unless for that last question, I think the toilet paper was all used by the needy” he tried his hand at humor

“Very funny” she said sarcastically “What are we gonna do now?”

“Shut your mouth first” his mind said

He shushed his mind and said “Well I don’t know, we just have to wait, I guess” he said, and they waited, waited for a long time, till suddenly, a thought came to his mind

“Hey why don’t you try your cell phone?”

He hit his head, and said “Now you are saying this”

“Aw…” his mind cried “A thank you would have been nicer.Mr Virgin”

Ignoring the comment, he tried the phone but there was no signal, and then he remembered, there were mobile jammers installed in the bank, he cried out to the woman, and said her about the phone, she too had the same answer,

“I think we are stuck, let’s kill some time you wanna talk?” the woman asked from the other side

“Talk and talk, talk and talk…….,” his mind hummed the words in the idea mobile jingle tune and said again “That’s what woman do, they don’t even walk, but they talk a hell lot more all right”

“Yeah all right, let’s talk” replied arpit to the woman

“What noo….” His mind said, arpit was getting annoyed now, and then he said, “The only way to get you off is by thinking about that Shelby, so here you go”, he said and started thinking about the Shelby.

“What’s your name?” she asked

“Roshan” he replied, he always had liked that name, much rather than his, it was what his friends called him, he hadn’t even intended to do it, it just slipped out of his mouth, and now he couldn’t go back, crap, he thought, “What’s yours?” he questioned

“Aneesha” she replied

And that was it, and they talked, about their favorite food, the places they wanted to visit, the things they both liked, and those they hated, and almost on every aspect they had connected, including his favorite music artist, Celine Dion, she too had voiced her opinion saying “I love her music more than anything”, not like her wife, where once when he had played Celine’s song I’m alive, she had said, “Not on so much volume, my head hurts” or the other time when he had said while eating “I just love Maggi” his wife had said “Ugh, Maggi, belch.”

But this girl, she was completely different, when he had mentioned Maggie, she had said “I have so many memories with Maggie, when I was in college, we ate it all the time, I remember once, for my birthday, my friends had made this huge cake just from Maggie, and we had devoured it, I will never forget that day”

He knew she was something special, and she distantly reminded him of the girl who was giving her the look on his wedding, was she the same girl? He asked himself, but it was just a thought, then they talked about films, titanic being the favorite of them both. Then Clothes where both of them cooed on the same note “Dolce & Gabbana”. It was fun, and for once even his jokes were funny, they laughed and he even shared with her the virgin arpit story, he had never shared it with anyone else, she had laughed so much listening to it, and then he got to know about her, about how she always fascinated about love, and said how she just had only one boy friend and that too only in school, after that she just indulged herself in studies day and night, forgetting about the outside world, she liked to write, she even recited him one of her poems

There is no day, there are no nights

As I lay awake in your arms

Only the gentle breeze, Along with your warm memories

I will live my whole life

Just your love and trust

And in your arms I will live

I will need no food, nor any jewels

For only you are my energy. My life

She was all that he had imagined, sensitive, understanding, and listening, and the last one was her best quality, why should only guys be good listeners, girls should be too u know, was his thought and she proved true to it, and just when he had thought it was all perfect, just like his dream with the yellow eyed girl, it came along, the thing that he had hated the most, the thing which smashes all those beautiful illusions that you love to build, the thing which destroys ‘that incredible feeling’ you love to feel, knowing all too well that this very thing will come roaring down to tear it apart, The thing called THE TRUTH.

“Anee, Anee, Anee………….” Came the scaprappy voice (The combo of scared, surprised and happy) from the other side of the bathroom door

“Shwetha?” cried aneesha in a surprised tone and walked towards the door, Arpit not knowing what the hell was going on, walked to his door, and put his ear to the key hole to hear what was happening.

“Are you stuck there?” asked shwetha

“How does it look like dumbo?” spat aneesha

“I think you…. are….. stuck” replied shwetha firmly

“Great conclusion genius” said aneesha clapping her hands and asked her again “So how come you found me?”

“Well I asked your assistant at the boutique, and she said you had come down to the bank to deposit some money, and I know how your bladder is, so you know, I made a conclusion, that you would be here, and I was right, hurray. But why are all those people in the bank asleep?” asked shwetha in a puzzled tone

“What??” replied an astonished aneesha.

“Yeah, everyone has fallen asleep, or…. Or … I think they have fainted, yeah I think they have fainted” said shwetha in a confirmed voice

“Do you know anything about this Roshan?” asked aneesha over the wall

and just as he heard that question arpit thought, oh god all this has happened because of that stupid Idea that I had given to the bank manager 3 months ago.....

to be continued....................

The NEVER ending story part-2

Part 2

THEIR FIRST NIGHT. It was one in the morning, his friends had made him stay back, against his will of course, at last when he had begged them to leave him, taking pity, they had released him, finally he was standing in front of the bedroom, cursing them he entered. There she was sitting on the bed wearing a blood red Saree, waiting for him. ONLY HIM. He had always imagined this night, the night of his marriage, THEIR FIRST NIGHT. As he approached her, he felt a light tingling in his back, he dint knew what it was, but it was something all right.

Emotions all at the right places, feelings felt for the first time, maybe arrange marriage is not so bad, he thought. He came and sat on the bed and lifted her veil (Or was it called pallu?? Whatever) he saw her face, or tried seeing her face, as the only light available in the room, was coming out of the small yellow colored zero volt bulb, he couldn’t make out much. He got up to switch on another bulb which would make the visibility better, but suddenly she pulled his arm and made him fall onto the bed.

It is happening. yess. Yessss. His Mind screamed, and that too for the first time in your lousy life.. yesss..Mr Arpit Rastogi get ready for the longest night of the life It screamed again.

Oh it was going to be a long night all right.

He looked at her again, and she came near his ear and whispered

“Before you switch on that light, I have to tell you something very important”

“I better on that light then” he replied

“I rather say this in the dark” she replied

HE HE… his mind giggled

“What is it?” he asked impatiently

What he heard next, he would never forget those words in his life……… NEVER.

She began “I had my periods just a while back i.e. just 2 hours back” the bullets hit him “and…. and because of that we can’t do it tonight..”

He tried to say something, she stopped him and said “And it’s not just that, we cannot do It for the next 3 weeks at least, because I experience nausea for almost 3 weeks during my periods, it’s just a psychological thing, I am sorry” she blurted out hysterically.

He dint knew what to say, he thought maybe she is just saying it because she dint have that huge wedding, or maybe she had a boy friend which he dint knew, or she could be saying the truth, he dint knew, one thing he knew was, his NIGHT WAS RUINED, It was ruined because of 2 things. The 2 of the most hateful things ever.

One. He had hated arrange marriages, and this incident proved he was right, and he was not proud nor happy about that fact.

Two. Oh the number 2 point… it had history all right, a not so colorful history, a history no one was proud of, except his college friends of course.

10 years back, while he was in college, there was a rage in everyone, a rage of testosterone, and understandably arpit’s hormones too were out of order, always on a rise.

Due to this rage, all his friends were doing it, they were living it, they were having fun with it, but he dint do it. And when his friends had pestered him, about why din’t he do it?, he had said an answer he would never forget……… NEVER.

“I am saving myself for my wife” he had said shyly with a faint smile, and his friends had burst out laughing, they had laughed so much, that one of them had had cramps in his stomach, chest and abdomen, and in his own words “Dude… I think I peed in my pants” another 2 had fainted laughing…. Literally. And after that he had been named, his name was pronounced with the most honor among his friends. The name was simple, but deadly as hell, the name was old but would even be used for the future generations belonging to his class, and the name was VIRGIN ARPIT.

Coming back to this night he thought, oh why did I wait?,

Because you were destined to experience this night my boy, that’s why… his mind replied and amused itself.

He snatched a blanket and a pillow and threw it on the floor, mehek had protested, but he dint wanna hear her voice, it was not that he hated her, he was hating the 2 things which he had hated the most, Those 2 things.

This had continued to where they were today, he eating those allu parota’s, he was a software engineer and for this month his shift began at 7 in the morning, he hated eating those parota’s in the morning, but as he never left to office without breakfast, he ate it without complaining, these 2 weeks after his marriage were bad, really bad. She had tried talking to him, but because of his impression of ‘Arrange-marriages-are-bad’ he never gave her a chance, he tried to stay away and came home late, and never got to know her, what’s the use he had thought, finishing the last crumbs of his breakfast, he stormed outside.

to be continued...........................

The NEVER ending story

This story is dedicated to one of most influential person in my life....... You know who you are..... :)



Part 1

It was one of the most beautiful scenery that man could ever imagine, soft sunlight piercing through the evening clouds, a dark orange hue with a twinge of blue overlapping it, like orange marmalade having an icing of blue berry sauce, looked like god had thrown 2 colors together to see what happens, and the result was the sky, looking as the most beautiful painting ever.

Sitting atop that hill, there they were in each other’s arms, with a hint of a warm cold breeze brushing against the girls cheek, it made her face look like ripe peach. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen, it looked like a dream, a dream from which he never wanted to get up, turning towards her he looked into her unfathomable eyes, so deep, they were dark yellow, YELLOW?? His mind said, does she have jaundice dude?

“Shut up” he called out aloud, and cursed for doing so

“What???” the girl asked alarmed “What did I do now?”

“No. it’s not you, it’s me” he replied

“You are always like this, what happens to you sometimes” she said angrily getting up

It was happening again, they would fight, and she would go. He dint want that, not now, not ever. Pulling her towards him, he kissed those soft rose like lips of hers, but he dint feel the familiar softness, she was pushing him away, “No you won’t” he said and kissed her again harder this time, and suddenly the ground shook, it was violent, like a earthquake, he was being pulled away from her, and he couldn’t bear the pain, the pain of being away from her, the earth opened up, and he was falling, falling towards his doom. “Noooooooooo” he screamed and fell. AND HIT HIS HEAD.

“Awww” he cried out in pain, and started rubbing his head, getting up from the floor, he saw around and saw the face, the face which he dint wanna see at all. THE FACE OF HIS WIFE.

“Dreaming again?” asked Mehek. HIS WIFE.

He let out a grunt and walked towards the bathroom, sitting on the toilet, he started cursing her, oh why, why did she have to wake him up, it was so beautiful, the scenery, the girl, everything.

He didn’t remember the face of his ‘dream’ girl, but she was so beautiful, her eyes, dark yellow…., her cheeks like a ripe peach, golden… her hair, a light yellow again, maybe it was the sun, he thought, but she was beautiful, not like his wife, who was a inch taller than him, bah… he hated that. Blue eyes…., she definitely wears contacts, I so hate contacts he told himself, dimpled cheeks…., was there even a scientific explanation for that?, long hair, ah… long hair, maybe only that’s the saving grace, he thought and finished his morning ritual.

Finishing his bath in 10 minutes he came out, and eyed Mehek, she was making his morning breakfast, “Allu Parota again Mr Arpit Rastogi” his mind said, arpit hated oily breakfasts, and from couple of days, she was just making allu parotas, they were good, but too much of a good thing can be bad, you know. He came towards the dining table and started pushing down that dreaded meal down his throat, munching again he thought, How did I come into this place, “Arrange marriage!!, Mummy, Yeah kya hogaya??” He said and looked heavenwards.

It was his mom’s last wish, just a year back when she was on her death bed, she had said “No, love marriage sun(It always sounded like that), these Bangalore girls oh, I don’t want them in your life, marry a girl from Kerala, they are homely, sweet, intelligent and very beautiful, with long hair” Long hair…….. his whole family has a fascination with long hair, “So promise me, you will only have an arranged marriage” she had asked, and emotions had ruined him. He had always hated arranged marriages, he dint know why, but he had, at last he had promised and the second after that his aunt was on his back showing him photographs of the girls, the ones she had at that moment, only three things mattered for the girl.

One. She had to be from Kerala

Two. She should have blue eyes. That was another fascination associated with Aishwarya Rai, girls having blue eyes were homely, was the general impression in the family.

Three. She should have long hair.

And the next day her aunt had got like a hundred photos with her, she had shoved the photos in his hands, and told him to select one in five minutes. Mom dying on one side, his whole life’s decision on the other side, he couldn’t think straight, so he had said no, but she wouldn’t listen, so he had put down his own condition for the girl.

Including the above three conditions, the girl should have completed her +2 in science, and then studied BBM, and should have a masters in Psychology, hearing this her aunt was wonder struck, he knew it was impossible, and also it will stall the marriage for some time or forever perhaps, likewise, he had escaped from the situation.

His mom died 3 days later and he couldn’t bear that pain, his dad Shanker had left them when he was five, he was a bank clerk, and because some stock broker while drunk, had blurted out to him there would be a huge boom in share market that year, Shanker had thought of selling some land he had in Mumbai, to invest in shares, and was never heard since.

The day his mom died he had cried, being 27 years old with no parents he had cried so much that his eyes had swollen up, all that week he dint do anything, dint go anywhere, dint bath, and when he came out of his apartment, Mrs Sharma, their neighbor had shrieked out in horror and fainted, Deciding he couldn’t live like this , he had cut his hair first, and then drenched himself in work, day and night he worked, just worked, nothing else, this had continued till just a month back, when it was the death anniversary of his mom, her aunt had come too, she looked at him and later while they were talking, she had mentioned him about the promise he had made to his mom. He had looked into his aunts face and then remembered his mom’s face and had said yes, and the wonder of wonders was, his aunt had found a girl just last week, who had fulfilled all the conditions, which he and his mom had put down, Arpit dint care, 2 weeks later they were married upon his insistence that they must have a very simple marriage.

It really was a very simple marriage, with an attendance of just 50 people exactly. When he came too think of it, his office party would have had more people, and this was a marriage. He saw around and saw a girl giving him the look, well well his mind said, shaking his head, he started concentrating on the ceremony, and at the right time he tied the knot, while doing so, he had taken a look at Mehek, and saw she was angry, he had wondered why, it was only later that evening that he had gotten to know that she wanted a HUGE wedding.

That night, oh that night, he would never forget that night……. NEVER.

to be continued..................