Lockdown

She's deep

SOHIT POV

Not that I think about it... She isn't as shallow as I expected her to be. I was hoping that she would just tell me that she wanted to marry a rich guy and live like a princess all her life and with her looks? I bet she could do that. But instead, she began tearing up when I asked her what her dream was. For what seemed like hours, she was just staring at the ceiling and tearing up and it almost felt like she had something important in her life that she lost. Then she talked about how not everybody can achieve what they want to achieve and how her life has always been a pit of misery in such a truthful tone that it convinced me even. Especially when she burst out crying, I melted and so did my heart. I couldn't bare to see her struggle to continue so, I grabbed her and hugged her and boy was she thin. It was like I was holding a fragile glass doll in my arms and as she cried for hours on my shoulder, I could understand. Maybe, she failed to achieve some important goal or maybe someone sabotaged her. Whatever it was, she seemed unhappy and that night, as she cried herself to sleep, I decided that it would be best if I did not make things worse for her. Maybe, she really did have it worse than me. I mean, I have not gone to visit my parents in a long time due to work but she has willingly not gone to meet hers. Maybe, she has it way worse than me and that is why she is stuck in that situation. I knew better than to judge her now that I knew somewhat of the situation...

So, I kept quiet and the entire day, only tried to cheer her up which I finally managed to do by showing her my juggling skills. Yeah, she laughed her butt off after seeing all the tomatoes fall over my head.

Somewhere, I just knew now. She was a good girl. Maybe just the hurdles she has faced in life have made her rude and untrusting. Besides, she herself didn't shout at me that entire day. Instead, she helped me cook really this time and laughed at my jokes. She smiled, genuinely so many times that day that it made me feel that I was better off with her around me. It really did.

" Hey... Thank you for last night. I don't know what happened-"
" It's ok. Shit happens. You just need to get it out. I get it," and she even tried to apologize for once. I felt flattered as well as happy to find her smiling at me softly as dinner. We made my favorite, Rasam Chawal!
" Thank you," and when she still insisted, I just smiled at her and then, focused back at my food.

Now, a little background check on me. I'm single. Yes. I'm rich. Yes. And I want to know more about her. Definitely a yes!
About my commitment back in Delhi. There is a girl...
Aditi.
She's. My investor's daughter.
And I just don't want to anger him.
She wants to date me. And she wants me to marry her.
I have already refused to it about 3 times till that date.
" I'm sorry sir but I don't know your daughter that well,"
" I'm sorry sir but I just don't think I'm ready to marry yet,"
And
" Sorry sir but my Appa would never let me marry someone outside the caste,"
And I'm running out of excuses.
Well, she is the only issue in my professional life, at least...
My private life?
Well... Do I even have any? I don't think so. But whatever I have is just a big blob of stupid fights that I have had with Appa.

" Oye... What are you thinking?"
" Huh? Nothing,"
" Good. Then tell me. Terminator or Fast and furious?"
" Huh?"
" Choose one na quickly!" I had thought that she would go to watch her stupid soap opera after dinner that day but instead, I found her dragging me to the living room, playing a movie over her home theater-like TV and cuddling with me while watching an action movie. It's funny how the dynamic of our bickering little relationship changed so drastically over night but hey! I wasn't complaining. In fact, it felt nice to be able to cuddle with someone after years.

I'll be honest I have dated a ton of women till that day and I am definitely not a virgin at all. I have gone on movie dates and cuddled on the sofa with these women too but, it had been years since I dated my last ex. Work had just been top hectic for me to be able to pay attention towards someone or something else. But that night, the cuddles and the sweet smell of rose in the air only felt refreshing to my mind. I had so many good memories and that one got added to my list of good memories, especially when I found her snoring.
Of course I has to pick up that small girl and place her on the bed but she just looked so God darn cure in my arms, sleeping peacefully. I in fact even clicked a picture of that cutie before I took her to her room and tucked her in. Maybe one day, I would be sleeping next to her but for then, things were going in their own pace and slow was better for us.

I was an urban, rich man with daddy issues and she was a country, poor, cheapskate with her mommy issues. Both of us were from different worlds and combining them was going to be hard...