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Part-4
'Ashutosh! This is the bride, Nidhi... and this is our daughter Anji'
'Nidhi! He is BB uncle's son. Ashutosh!'
'Hello'..
Unlike Ashutosh, Nidhi was very calm and her shakehand was firm... where as Anji was busy staring at his shorts...
***** **** *****
'Nidhi! You dont believe this!'..Anji was ecstatic...
'What?'
'Did you see what he is wearing?'
Shyama entered into the room...'Anji! it is rude to comment on somebody's clothing'
'no.. ma..listen..'
*** *** ***
'This boy is in our kith and kin... Did MBA from a very prestigeous institute and now working for a MNC... We all liked this alliance'
'But Colonel saheb! Did you ask Nidhi's opinion?'
DB: You know these girls now a days. What to ask her.. She rejected a boy, saying he doesnt know how to dressup properly and cannot even speak two words coherently.
Ashutosh hurried inside to dress up 'properly'...
Shyama: BB saab, girls want to go to parlour... how to call a taxi?
'I... I..I will take them.. I will take them..I will'... Ashutosh was so fast that, no body could make proper sense of his words... Nandini looked at him in dismay.
With one look at his mother, Ashutosh composed himself.
'Dad! I will take them in our car'
Shyama: 'OK .. thank you.. please wait for 5 minutes.. they are getting ready'
*** **** ****
After an hour only Nidhi and Anji stepped out of the room...
'Nidhi! Arent you supposed to get that make up done in the parlour? Do you have to do something before going to parlour as well?'
(Ashutosh clearly missed few crucial lessons on what not to talk to girls... especially when you are trying to impress someone.)
**** ***** ****
Next day,
Rohan arrived in an Armani suit with matching scarf and an expensive car.. His mother was a walking jewellery shop and dad completed the family picture on equal footing.
(Ashutosh felt one thousand butterflies swimming across the sambar inside his tummy...meduvadas doing cart wheels around unpleasantly!!!!!)
Rohan's Dad: My son was an achiever all the time.. He worked so hard to get all this in no time...
Col Verma: Great.. very good...Nidhi has a law degree
Rohan's mom: What to do with her degree? She must have done it in a local college..where as my son...blah..blah..
Shyama: Nidhi is into fashion designing...She started her boutique this year...
Rohan's mom: Oh Kapde silaati hai? But, we have enough money to get them stitched by Ritu Beri...
**** **** *****
'Armaan! What to do now?'
'Son... can't you see this situation is clearly out of your hand?'
'You are supposed to be my friend.. and you must show me a way'
'Ashu, that boy came in one lakh worth Armani suit... where as your first impression chaddi would get a whooping 50 paise on eBay.'
'Those shorts were made in India.. in Lucknow..and fantastically designed... .. and by the way, why anybody would want to wear a suit in sweaty summer.. then what would he wear in peak winter?'
'doesnt matter...arent those girls in that ridiculous make up all the time?'
' Dont tell me.. Should I wear my suit now? Is that all needed to impress?'
'Hey mere baap... what part of the story you are unable to understand? clearly the train called Nidhi has left the platform.. wear that suit and wait .. probably there is a next one coming along...'...'Also that girl has a track record of rejecting based on the dressing sense plus now you have acquired a new ability of stammering... Let aside Nidhi... I wonder whether DadiBua gets impressed with your personality'.
'Armaan...Please give me some idea.. or atleast I am in need of some sympathy here..and you are...'
'Boy.. your neighbor-wali ghee tadka... I mean, Mallika is ready.. chahe toh baat karloo?'
'Dost...dost ..na raha... pyar..pyar na raha..'
'wait..wait.. how can you call it pyar?... Attraction at first sight bolo.. you dont know anything about her'
'I know many things..'
'yes.. tell me few other than that she takes forever to get ready...'
'hmmm...'
'So, isiliye mere bhai... Dont worry.. I will pray to God.. that if not this Nidhi..there is another Vidi..go find her'
The word 'God' made him remember something...
Hey Bhagwan! I will put 51 dollars... wait...did I agree to 51 only?.. I can't remember... Anyway, if you show me some light here, I will put 51 for this help alone... and this is extra to whatever I might need later...
(I guess, God was listening from above...and I should say, he was wee-bit tempted also to Ashutosh's ever growing offer)
**** **** *****
Later at home at the dinner table,
'Dadi Bua... I dont like this rishta'
'Whats wrong with him Nidhi... This is ridiculous..'
'Cant you see everything is ridiculous?'
'They are a little bit overwhelmed about their son'
'Little bit?... they have nothing else.. They were not at all interested whether I was there or not... and why he had to whisk that scarf every now and then like a drama queen?'
'The boy is gorgeous and earning so well'
Anji: Uncle... he was in that stuffy suit when it was not needed at all.. why someone needs so many wrappings? why can't they dress up to the convenience like Ashutosh?
At once, Ashutosh's brain stopped working... heart racing... Oh My God... Oh God... what is happening here?...
BB: I bought them in one of the super cheap sales in the market.. (for once, Ashutosh thought, they leave this chaddi discussion... and felt an urgent need to put it in a shredder immediately after this dinner...but...)
Nidhi turned towards Ashutosh and said, 'Yes.. those shorts you were wearing yesterday were part of my Denim designs for this summer... Anybody's dress choice would tell the personality of that person.'
Ashutosh experienced... what it is to be in the moment ..when an ordinary person achieves extra ordinary skills and turns into super-human beings and become Superman / Batman / Phantom / Spiderman(.. and mind you, they all are chaddi-wearing supermans)
Adv Solanki: Nidhi.. stop your nonsense... you have wasted your law degrees for fashion designing...
AshMan: No.. uncle... I guess Nidhi and Anji are right... one should follow their heart rather than in the rat race... The shorts she had designed were superb.. and they are very cosy, comfortable and gorgeous than any Armani suit...(Ashutosh found his tongue and flow of words like Niagara again...)
Nidhi was looking at Ashutosh with open mouthed, wide eyed and admiring expression...
'Ashutosh! This is the bride, Nidhi... and this is our daughter Anji'
'Nidhi! He is BB uncle's son. Ashutosh!'
'Hello'..
Unlike Ashutosh, Nidhi was very calm and her shakehand was firm... where as Anji was busy staring at his shorts...
***** **** *****
'Nidhi! You dont believe this!'..Anji was ecstatic...
'What?'
'Did you see what he is wearing?'
Shyama entered into the room...'Anji! it is rude to comment on somebody's clothing'
'no.. ma..listen..'
*** *** ***
'This boy is in our kith and kin... Did MBA from a very prestigeous institute and now working for a MNC... We all liked this alliance'
'But Colonel saheb! Did you ask Nidhi's opinion?'
DB: You know these girls now a days. What to ask her.. She rejected a boy, saying he doesnt know how to dressup properly and cannot even speak two words coherently.
Ashutosh hurried inside to dress up 'properly'...
Shyama: BB saab, girls want to go to parlour... how to call a taxi?
'I... I..I will take them.. I will take them..I will'... Ashutosh was so fast that, no body could make proper sense of his words... Nandini looked at him in dismay.
With one look at his mother, Ashutosh composed himself.
'Dad! I will take them in our car'
Shyama: 'OK .. thank you.. please wait for 5 minutes.. they are getting ready'
*** **** ****
After an hour only Nidhi and Anji stepped out of the room...
'Nidhi! Arent you supposed to get that make up done in the parlour? Do you have to do something before going to parlour as well?'
(Ashutosh clearly missed few crucial lessons on what not to talk to girls... especially when you are trying to impress someone.)
**** ***** ****
Next day,
Rohan arrived in an Armani suit with matching scarf and an expensive car.. His mother was a walking jewellery shop and dad completed the family picture on equal footing.
(Ashutosh felt one thousand butterflies swimming across the sambar inside his tummy...meduvadas doing cart wheels around unpleasantly!!!!!)
Rohan's Dad: My son was an achiever all the time.. He worked so hard to get all this in no time...
Col Verma: Great.. very good...Nidhi has a law degree
Rohan's mom: What to do with her degree? She must have done it in a local college..where as my son...blah..blah..
Shyama: Nidhi is into fashion designing...She started her boutique this year...
Rohan's mom: Oh Kapde silaati hai? But, we have enough money to get them stitched by Ritu Beri...
**** **** *****
'Armaan! What to do now?'
'Son... can't you see this situation is clearly out of your hand?'
'You are supposed to be my friend.. and you must show me a way'
'Ashu, that boy came in one lakh worth Armani suit... where as your first impression chaddi would get a whooping 50 paise on eBay.'
'Those shorts were made in India.. in Lucknow..and fantastically designed... .. and by the way, why anybody would want to wear a suit in sweaty summer.. then what would he wear in peak winter?'
'doesnt matter...arent those girls in that ridiculous make up all the time?'
' Dont tell me.. Should I wear my suit now? Is that all needed to impress?'
'Hey mere baap... what part of the story you are unable to understand? clearly the train called Nidhi has left the platform.. wear that suit and wait .. probably there is a next one coming along...'...'Also that girl has a track record of rejecting based on the dressing sense plus now you have acquired a new ability of stammering... Let aside Nidhi... I wonder whether DadiBua gets impressed with your personality'.
'Armaan...Please give me some idea.. or atleast I am in need of some sympathy here..and you are...'
'Boy.. your neighbor-wali ghee tadka... I mean, Mallika is ready.. chahe toh baat karloo?'
'Dost...dost ..na raha... pyar..pyar na raha..'
'wait..wait.. how can you call it pyar?... Attraction at first sight bolo.. you dont know anything about her'
'I know many things..'
'yes.. tell me few other than that she takes forever to get ready...'
'hmmm...'
'So, isiliye mere bhai... Dont worry.. I will pray to God.. that if not this Nidhi..there is another Vidi..go find her'
The word 'God' made him remember something...
Hey Bhagwan! I will put 51 dollars... wait...did I agree to 51 only?.. I can't remember... Anyway, if you show me some light here, I will put 51 for this help alone... and this is extra to whatever I might need later...
(I guess, God was listening from above...and I should say, he was wee-bit tempted also to Ashutosh's ever growing offer)
**** **** *****
Later at home at the dinner table,
'Dadi Bua... I dont like this rishta'
'Whats wrong with him Nidhi... This is ridiculous..'
'Cant you see everything is ridiculous?'
'They are a little bit overwhelmed about their son'
'Little bit?... they have nothing else.. They were not at all interested whether I was there or not... and why he had to whisk that scarf every now and then like a drama queen?'
'The boy is gorgeous and earning so well'
Anji: Uncle... he was in that stuffy suit when it was not needed at all.. why someone needs so many wrappings? why can't they dress up to the convenience like Ashutosh?
At once, Ashutosh's brain stopped working... heart racing... Oh My God... Oh God... what is happening here?...
BB: I bought them in one of the super cheap sales in the market.. (for once, Ashutosh thought, they leave this chaddi discussion... and felt an urgent need to put it in a shredder immediately after this dinner...but...)
Nidhi turned towards Ashutosh and said, 'Yes.. those shorts you were wearing yesterday were part of my Denim designs for this summer... Anybody's dress choice would tell the personality of that person.'
Ashutosh experienced... what it is to be in the moment ..when an ordinary person achieves extra ordinary skills and turns into super-human beings and become Superman / Batman / Phantom / Spiderman(.. and mind you, they all are chaddi-wearing supermans)
Adv Solanki: Nidhi.. stop your nonsense... you have wasted your law degrees for fashion designing...
AshMan: No.. uncle... I guess Nidhi and Anji are right... one should follow their heart rather than in the rat race... The shorts she had designed were superb.. and they are very cosy, comfortable and gorgeous than any Armani suit...(Ashutosh found his tongue and flow of words like Niagara again...)
Nidhi was looking at Ashutosh with open mouthed, wide eyed and admiring expression...
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