Author is: Vandana sharma 😊
But I have changed the title :
Chapter 1: The planned marriage !
The panned
marriage:
I'm afraid of
everything around, if it's the insect, the deep water ( I mean the dupki in
ganga ji), the moving toilets of the running train... GOSSHH !!! , if it's
barking black galli walle kutte... hmmm... those street dogs and the top hit category
in my hot list was the fear of height, height of all kinds- mountains, rivers,
bridge. OH NO!!!!! The terrible vaishno devi wali chadhai. And today... I'm
going to experience all of them.
"KALPANAA..." My
mom shouts, breaking my train of thoughts.
"Yes mom...", I
yelled back... almost shouting, voice using most of the nostrils... standing in
my room, packing my bags.
SILENCE...
"Yes mom... speak"
I shouted...
NO RESPONSE
Geee...
This is what she
does always, she calls... but when I answer from my room, she does not even
react. I have to walk all the ways down to my mom.
"Yes mom", I asked
reaching the down floor of the house.
"What are you doing
Kalpana???? I'm calling you from the last half an hour, but you and your
phone... at least give some time for this family !!!!!" she started,
forgetting about the main exact topic.
"Mom... what
happened?" I said calmly... "You just called me once" I whispered narrowing my
eyes at her.
She was counting no.
of keys and the locks; she had more than 10 locks in her hand... I don't
understand what logic she was solving with those numerous no. of locks,
"Now don't stand on
my head... go get the bags, we will miss the train" she looked terribly
frustrated and hyper active. There was no ways of correcting her. She could
have said this before, I have to walk all the way up the first floor, get the
bags and then again return to the very floor. The thought of doing so hard labor
work, already squeezed away all my energy.
There comes the
auto rickshaw.
"Come, come,
everyone get inside" my dad says.
"What the...
Kalpana!!!!! What are you carrying in your bags? It is way too heavy!!!"
screams Pakhya, my brother.
It was the month of
winter and I anyhow have to carry as many woolens in my bags as in my body, I
cannot risk my health. I cannot dare the chill for getting bad cough in this
season.
"Look... you don't worry!!!
I can carry mine. Just be concern for your luggage." I jerked his hand from my
bag and took the lead.
I immediately
regret the sentence after saying it. Gosh !!!! Its damm heavy
We were standing on
the platform when, "There comes the train... Kalpana... run..., run... we
are coming... mom... bags... !!!" my brother screamed from my behind.
I freaked for a
moment, first the bag was extremely and extra ordinarily heavy, Next we have to
run to board the train, I started running, pulling my bag tightly, I turned
back to look where my family was.
I saw everyone one
was standing at their only place and my brother was laughing stupidly.
Holy shit' ! so he
played a prank, out of everywhere, he choose this stupid station to have his
entertainment. I narrowed my eyes and saw couple of people too laughing at me.
I reached slowly
where my family was standing, my dad was busy scolding my brother and MY
MOM... OH GOD !!!!!! she like always
looked worried, she manage to have one or the other things to worry for...
"Here are our seat
numbers" says my dad when we finally board the train.
I take my laptop, "MY
BABY..." the one thing I'm committed to... and climb on the upper birth. As
it was all night journey, everybody will be asleep and I'm going to watch the
Hentai movie cartoon, I love watching cartoon stories.
Mid of the night I
wanted to use loo, but for that I just have to wait for the train to stop at
any station. I cannot go to the loo when the train is moving.
By 11:00 am, we all
were on our tea, Pakhya came and said, "We are almost about to reach lucknow "
and winks at me.
Yes we are going to
our village, which is located in lucknow. It's been very exciting for me to go
there but this time it's little different. We were going to meet Abhinav
Singhania uncle and his family. And I was sure of the reason we were meeting
the family- they want me to marry his son, the boy who is of our caste, our
religion. His son lives with him in his farm house. Hmmm... The FARM
HOUSE, definitely, a farmer.
I never wanted to
get married to a man who is totally a stranger and that too a farmer. A man who
will be barely graduate- a narrow minded control freak.
The train arrives
at the station, coolies were getting into the train. Everyone rushes out of the
train except me. I was struggling with my bag and suddenly, I tummble on to the
platform... oh !!! my heels.
But before I
managed to get up, a hand comes and before looking at who it was offering, I
grap that hand and pull myself up. Having stood up I started brushing my
clothes, I glanced once at my brother who was standing next to my dad and
laughing as usual, now he has got my new train scandal' to talk for at least
this month.
My dad, and Pakhya
stood in front of me, then who helped me? I look aside to thank the man who
helped... I'm struck dumb. He is dangerously handsome.
"Thank you", I
managed to say.
He was wearing a
white shirt with his blue jeans. His perfectly trimmed muscles can be seen, his
biceps give the perfectly shape to his arms.
Suddenly, his voice
breaks my chain of thought, "Are you okay??"
And I found myself
checking him out in front of my family. Shit!!! this is embarrassing.
I then realise that
Singhania uncle's family has been there all the time. And this handsome man
will definitely be not his servant. The man was none other than his one and
only son. I still don't know his name.
"Please give me
your bag" he says softly.
"No I can manage" I
muttered.
"Hmmm... I have
seen that already", he grins as he took the bag from my hands, then narrowing
his eyes at me once measuring the weight.
Soon
we were in there car. It was cozy inside. He is driving the car and I can feel
butterflies in my stomach. I was unnecessarily blushing. I still don't know his
name
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