Naina's house was a lot of activity in the next morning. Bela and Anand were all preparing, Rakesh had once asked if he needed any help and they refused. They first changed the decoration of the drawing room, first changed the curtains, then the sofa cover and some photoframes. Anand then went to the market to bring food items for their special guest."Preeti ke papa jate samay wo... heera bhai ko bol dijiye ga ki dopahar tak thanda... wo kya kahte hai cald drink de jaye." Bela reminded her husband and tried to taking the name.
"Bela... use cold drink kahte hai... mai bol dunga aur kuch lana ho to batao." He corrected Bela's pronunciation and asked her if she wanted something but she dined.
After putting all preparation she went to Naina room to see her daughter preparation for the evening. But she annoyed to see her daughter sitting at the study table and writing something instead of prepared her clothes and accessories. She approached her.
"Naina ye kya hai... tu aaj bhi padhai me lag gai, beta pahle sham ki taiyari kar le nahi to sab jaldi me gadbad ho jayega... tu bata mujhe kon si saree pahan rahi hai." Bela said while lifting her from the chair.
Hearing the saree from Bela's mouth, she recalled Sameer demand to wear a suit. Her mind began to run at million speed for an idea that how she convinced her chachi.
"Wo... wo... chachi ji mai kya soch rahi thi, wo ladke wale Delhi ke hai, thode modern honge to aise me maine saree pahna... to kahi unhe aisa lage ki hamari soch bahut purani hai... to.. to mai soch rahi thi suit pahan lun." She tried to convince her by making a situation.
Bella got trapped in her plan and wondered that if they considered her family a conservative family, it would probably be difficult for her to tie into a relationship.
"Tu thik kah rahi hai Naina... itne bade shahar aur pariwar ke hai... tu na wo naya wala suit liya tha wo pahan lena usme tu bahut sundar lagti hai." Bela agreed her and gave her instructions for checking all things before walked out of the room.
Naina was happy as she had agreed to her chachi ji to fulfill his Sameer request. She was checked to her dress and other things for evening.
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Sameer paced in his room with nervously as he had not yet chosen a shirt for himself and was frustrated that he could not fulfill his Naina wish. When he had opened his cupboard, a few small stains were found on his blue shirt. He threw it on the floor and shouted at Ramdhari, when he saw him standing at the door of his room. He roared at him to ruin his favourite shirt.
"Tera dhyaan rahta kaha hai, jab shirt dho raha tha to ye dag nahi dikha." He yelled at him while showing the stain.
Vishakha rushed to his room after hearing his son screaming at someone. She tried to pacify him and gestured to Ramdhari to go away from his sight.
"Kya hua Sameer itna hyper kyo ho raha hai." Vishakha asked concernly.
"Mammy ye dekho.." And picked the shirt and showed her the black spot on the shirt. "Ramadhari ko itna bada daag nahi dikha jab wo shirt dho raha tha... mera pura mood kharab kar diya. Ab mai kya pahnunga." He made a sulk face and sat down on the bed.
Vishakha chuckled to see his face "tu bhi na Sameer itni choti si baat pe gussa ho gaya... tu aise angry face leke jayega, Naina ke ghar."
"Mammy aapke liye ye choti si baat hogi par mere liye nahi... mujhe isi colour ki shirt pahnani thi... par Ramdhari ne sab gadbad kar diya... aur dusre blue shirt Delhi me hai." He whined like a child who cry when his favorite toy or dress was damage.
"Tu ruk mai abhi aati hu aur ye gussa chhod nahi to wrinkles aa jayenge phir Naina aur uske gharwale tujhe reject kar denge." Vishakha chuckled to see his grumpy face and tried to correct of his cranky mood.

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FanficThis is my first story of samaina. It's a 2000's era story. Then - Sameer Maheshwari was 22 years old and Naina Agarwal was 18 years old. Both studied in the same college where Sameer was in his last year of post graduation and Naina was in her firs...