My first OS on my favourite MG. Hope you guys like it too. Do comment/criticize.
An Arranged Date
Geet was getting ready to meet the guy her parents selected for her. Apparently, his Dadi and her Dadi had known each other for quite some time and at a party his Dadi had broached the subject of his grandson's marriage and that they were searching for a suitable match. Her Dadi had also said that even they were planning to get her granddaughter married and were looking for a guy. The idea that they could get their children married to each other clicked. Both the families were well-reputed and enjoyed a good name in the society, so after exchanging some basic details about their grandchildren they decided to set up a meeting.
As both the people concerned could not be present, their parents had finalized the match. Though even the dates of engagement and wedding were finalized, both their families thought it was better if they met once before the engagement. Hence, they were going to meet today. They had already seen each other's photographs.
He was sitting in the caf waiting for the girl he was to get married to. They were to meet at 11:00, now it was 20 minutes past the time and there was no sign of her. He was getting really angry. Maan Singh Khurana never waits for anyone!
As he was looking outside the glass beside their table, he noticed her coming. Taking his mobile out he pretended as if he was doing something important. Let her get a taste of her own medicine, he thought to himself and smirked.
Damn the traffic! She thought as she hurried towards the caf. She spotted him as she entered and walked upto him. He looked busy with his phone. She cleared her throat to gain his attention. He raised his eyes and she could see he was pretty pissed.
"Sorry, was stuck in traffic"
"Hmm..." he hummed and gestured her to take her seat opposite to him and again got busy.
She sat and looked at him again. Before she could say something, the waiter came to take their orders.
"One cold coffee with vanilla ice-cream and..."
"And one black coffee with 1 tsp sugar" she chipped in.
As the waiter went to get their orders, he went back to his phone.
What the hell! she thought. If he was busy, he could have said so. She wasn't dying to meet him. Khadoos kahin ke, huh!
She also decided to ignore him and started looking outside the glass.
Soon the waiter came with their orders and placed the black coffee before her.
"Mine is that" she said pointing towards the glass of cold coffee with a scoop of vanilla floating on it.
"But then the black coffee..."
"I'll take that" Maan cut in.
He looked at them confusedly, then shrugged and went about his work.
Just as Maan was about to get hold of his mug and raise it, she took it away from him.
"Geeet... give it back"
"Nope, not until you put that phone of yours away and talk to me. I anyways know it's nothing important. You are just trying to get back at me because I was a little late."
"A little late? I waited for whole 20 minutes!"
"So what? I waited for 1 damn year, Mr. Khurana" she bit out
Maan looked away at that while Geet continued.
"Ab chup kyun ho gaye. Uss din toh bade pyaar se propose kiya tha ki 'Geet let's get married' and maine toh haan bhi kar diya lekin you could not gather enough courage to talk to my family and ab mujhe... mujhe tewar dikha rahe hain" she crossed her arms across her chest, pouted and looked away.
"Geet ab tum kyun gussa ho rahi ho. You know I wasn't really confident that your parents would approve of me or not. I was scared what if they say no. Lekin ab toh sab thik hai na."
"Haan and no thanks to you for that. Woh toh accha hua babaji ne aapko thodi akal di aur apne Dadi ko humare bare mein bataya and she stepped in to help us by talking to my Dadi since she knew her warna mein toh kunwari hi reh jati na" she twisted her lips.
"Kunwari kyun? Mein tumhe bhagake le jata"
"Bade aye bhagane wale... aisa hota to humari kabki shaadi ho gayi hoti"
"What... tumhe koi problem nahi hoti?"
"Mujhe kya problem hogi... shaadi ke baad unke paairon mein gir jate... phir toh manna hi padta na sabko" she winked
"Tum yeh pehle nahi bata sakti thi... dekho kitna time waste ho gaya"
"Accha ji... ab isme bhi meri galti"
"Aur nai toh kya... tum itne sare hindi movies dekhti rehti ho to aise ulte-sedhe ideas bhi tumhe hi aane chahiye na" he teased
She frowned " Mera mazak uda rahe hain aap... am not talking to you. Infact, mein jaa rahi hoon." She started to get up.
"Ok ok sorry... ab kuch nahi bolunga" he held her wrist and stopped her.
"Hmm..." she settled back, but continued to look away and he knew she was faking anger.
To distract her, he started "so... shaadi ki kya planning ki hai"
This got her excited and she started to tell him all about her plans of what dresses they would wear, how many dresses they would need, what colours and other stuff.
He kept looking at her lovingly while she went on. Oh how much he loved her and how lucky he was to have her love him back. He mentally thanked Babaji and his Dadi for their blessings and support before joining her in the discussions about their marriage, their future together amidst their teasings and bickering.
Thanks for reading! :)
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