Mr&Mrs...Whatever!

Chapter 1

*Few Months Back*

*Usha Pov*

I hugged my pillow tightly and tried to enter into another dream like every day, then I heard the most annoying sound coming from beside me.

"Wake Up! You have an interview. Wake Up! You have an interview." That voice started saying continuously.

Who has that stupid voice? I asked in my mind groaning. I mean everyone who is hearing this person's voice must be killing themselves every day.

Wait! Something is certainly wrong here. I opened my eyes to see my purple room with only me inside it. However, again I heard the voice, so I turned to see the sound is actually coming from my phone.

Then I remembered that I recorded those statements continuously and set an alarm so that I will get up soon. Then my eyes went wide because I just realized something.

"I just hated my own voice just few minutes back." I said in a whisper and immediately switched off the alarm.

Is my voice really that bad? I asked myself and frowned because it must be. Well, I can't change my voice now can I? I thought, shaking my head and got down from the bed.

I opened my closet and saw the seven suits which I bought two weeks back to attend all the interviews. I already finished my three trailer interviews so that I can experience how it feels, but today is the main one as it is in the top company of Jaipur.

I can do this! I can do this! I chanted and took out the white suit, which I am sure will give a very good impression at the interview.

I changed and went downstairs to see that as usual my parents are doing the same like every day.

"You purposely put the extra salt in my omelet." Dad said huffing.

"You are forgetting something here. I don't do everyday everything to get some revenge on you." Mom said rolling her eyes.

"Don't lie! That too in front of our daughter." Dad said, giving me a smile and then a glare at my Mom.

"Oh, thank god! I actually thought I was just an imagination for everyone else and not at all real." I said placing a hand on my heartbeat.

"Our daughter is so funny." Mom said laughing while giving me my breakfast.

"Yeah! She took it after me." Dad said, smiling proudly and I looked at both groaning.

"Now don't just lie, Mr.Mehta. Because she got all my genes." Mom said, and that's how another war of words started.

"Mom, Dad! I am leaving for my interview. Wish me luck if you get any spare time other than fighting with each other." I said, rolling my eyes and got up from the dining table.

"My wishes are always with you Usha and don't worry because you will definitely get the job." Mom said kissing on my forehead.

"She will definitely because she is a Mehta." Dad said side hugging me.

"So?" I asked him raising my both eyebrows.

"Mehta's are fighters and that's how I got your mom fighting with her overprotective brother." He replied and looked at the ceiling lovingly.

I turned his face towards Mom slightly, and they both got stuck in their staring match. This is the moment which I love the most. So I slipped away calmly and left them alone.