Ashaangi One Shot - From the author of 'The forever kind of love story!'

Arranged Marriage? Nahh....

Disclaimer

This is a work of fan fiction using characters from the popular show cook with comali 2. The description of incidents in this story is fictional and entirely unrelated to the persons after whom the characters are named. The story is only an imaginary plot with my take on ashaangi. This is not to hurt anyone or affect their personal space. This is purely a fictional plot that is not recommended to connect with real-life incidents.

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Note: Just a quick OS, I haven't proof read. Please ignore if there are any mistakes 💜

Ashwin was already waiting at the restaurant to meet this girl who his parents thought was a potential bride for him and set up a 'date' without even bothering to involve him to decide the venue or the date.

Ashwin was a career-oriented guy and he never believed in the ideology of arranged marriage.

"Isn't it very creepy to just randomly find a girl through matrimonial websites, or through friends of friends by our parents and just talk over the phone for once with her parents, set up a date under 'extremely careful parental supervision' and get married to them? I mean, all of a sudden this stranger becomes your life partner? It's crazy and I will not end up doing that!" He always says that to his friends and very soon fate had its own plans and there he was at the restaurant waiting for the girl who he would be seeing for the first time just because of the emotional melodrama perfectly executed by his entire family.

His younger sister gave him a smug smile when he was just about to leave the house to meet the girl.

"Enna di sirikura?"

(Why are you smiling like that?)

"Arranged marriage lam pana mateyn sonna ipo poga vechutanga laaa?"

(Someone said they would not do an arranged marriage and what happened now?)

"Adi vangama odidu. Enakum kalam varum, nii matamala pova? Apo Iruku unaku!"

(You better run for your life. I'll get my turn. We will see what you do then!)

"Poda poda poitu vandhu ponnu epdi nu sollu"

(Get the hell out of here! Come back and tell me all about her)

"Poitu vandhu enna ipovey solreyn. Ponnu pudikala." He said stressing each word with stubbornness and zoomed off in his bike.

(Let me tell you now! I-dont- like- the- girl)

"Sir ninga wrong side la vandhu en car damage panirukinga. And you are blaming me for the tiny scratch in your car? Can you see this dent that you have made in mine?" Ashwin heard a commotion outside the restaurant.

(Sir you have come on the wrong side and damaged my car! And you are blaming me for the tiny scratch in your car? Can you see this dent that you have made in mine?)

He saw a girl facing the other side and arguing with a middle-aged man who was denying something. She was too stubborn to give up on her stand.

"Why should I pay? It was you who came on the wrong side! Actually, you are supposed to pay me for the damage!"

All that Ashwin could see was a tiny woman with a voice much louder for her size and she was bouncing like a ball, pissed off in the middle of the crowd.

The argument went on till a traffic police came in to settle it out.

She turned around and walked towards the restaurant mumbling to herself, probably cursing how that guy has added on to her problems on her already ruined day by presenting her with a big dent on the side of her car.