TALES OF THE HEART

CHAPTER-6

AMRITA'S POV

My tears have dried. I don't feel anything now. I just know one thing that things are not in my favour at this point but I have no choice rather than accepting it.

Yes I know that I have to get married at some point of my life but I did not thought that this is that point. I was not at all ready for this news let alone the marriage.

They are going to be here in some time and I am hell nervous. I don't know what to do when they come. I have no idea how to be in front of them. Thinking about all these things is just adding up to my anxiety. My hands are literally shaking thinking all of this. I just hope this day comes to an end soon on a good note.

"Amrita can you just go and grab that plate." Bhabhi asked me.

"Which plate bhabhi?" I asked her.

"That one with red colour." Bhabhi said.

"Just go and get it and then keep it here." She pointed at the table towards the table filled with different colours.

"Sure." I told her and went to get that plate.

I was walking unawared of my surroundings and just lost in my thoughts.

As I grabbed the plate and turned I got bumped into a wall like thing and some of the red colour fell on the wall.

Wait! It cannot be a wall. I looked upward and saw a heavenly man who was looking right at me with straight face. The man wore a white coloured kurta and I just destroyed it. However the man in front of me is not less than a greek god. He has perfect facial features. His eyes were grey in colour. He had a perfect body build. His hight was not less than 6 feet. He had a tanned Skin colour. His biceps were clearly visible from his kurta. All over the man was just perfect.

"Done." He asked in his deep velvety voice which broke me out of my trance.He still had no expressions on his face.

I looked down embarrassed clearly.

"I a-am so sorry. I did not mean to do it. I did not saw you standing here. I just turned around completely unaware." I started blabbering.

Just than my grandfather and my dad came with two more men and a hell lot of security behind them.

"Is everything alright here." Asked dad.

"Yes dad. I just accidentally dropped some colour on him." I said pointing at the man in front of me whose identity is still not known to me.

"Amrita you needed to be more careful beta." This time said dadu.

"Sorry dadu." I apologised.

"Anyway meet Mr. Dhananjay singh Rathore and his son Mrityunjay Rathore." Dadu introduced me to the two men who were standing with him.

Oh so they are the Rathore's. They looked at me and I went to them and joined my hands in front of them and touched both of their feet.

They blessed me by keeping their hand on my head.

"And he is their son Abhimanyu Rathore." Dadu further added and this just made me shocked. But i kept looking down trying to hide my expressions.

Damn! So he is the infamous Abhimanyu Singh Rathore. No doubt he has such a good personality.

"Kunal." He called someone. A guy who was standing closely behind us came and stood behind Abhimanyu.

"Yes sir." He asked hurriedly.

"Arrange me new clothes." He ordered expressionless and the guy hurriedly left to fulfill his order.

"Lets go inside." Dad advised.

They all went inside leaving me breathless. After they went I released a breath I did not knew I was holding. All of the three men just have a authoritative aura around them. They looked so powerful even without doing something. I was just so scared all the time that I just kept my head down.

Nice first meeting Amrita. Good job. I told myself sarcastically. Why couldn't I just handle my clumsiness. But I felt really strange thinking about Abhimanyu. I don't know what it is so i just brushed it off. What I know is that I felt scared seeing him and that he is a guy with a powerful aura around him. He is definitely not my type and I don't think that I too am his type.
When will this day end.

ABHIMANYU'S POV

I got ready in a white coloured traditional attire. We all departed from our hotel to the place where we have to go. I am in my car sitting on the back seat and working on my phone. Work is one of the things to keep me sane. I am trying to control my anger by working.

As we reached there I got down and just behind me dad and dada ji got down from their car. We started walking and saw two men standing there. One of them is Prithviraj Singhania and other is his son Dhanush Singhania. I know them as one of them is the current chief minister and one is the former CM of Rajasthan.

Both of them came to us and greeted my dad and dada ji. I touched their feet and they kept their hand on my shoulder.

"Lets get inside." The Prithviraj Singhania said.

We all walked in. I got a call on my phone so I took the call and started walking ahead of them. After i finished the call something bumped into me.

It was not a thing but a girl. The girl just suddenly turned and bumped into me and the plate that she was holding in her hand which had colour also bumped and some of the colour from it fell on my white kurta.
What a perfect day. I just hate when someone messes with my clothes. I don't allow anyone to touch them except me and my mother. And this girl here just did something that angered me further. But I kept an emotionless face as I did not wanted to scare her.

As I looked down I saw that the girl who bumped into me was really beautiful. She had really beautiful features. She had big eyes which screamed innocence unlike the other girls whose eyes hold lust or greed. She had plum lips and a cute nose. She had long hair. Long hair is something that I personally like in girls. She was looking really short in front of me even though her height would be approximately 5'7 or 5'8.

Wait! What the fuck am I doing. I was checking out a girl. Generally the scenario is opposite. Girls check me out just like now. She too was doing the same thing but somehow it was nothing compared to how other girls looked at me. Her eyes did not held lust.

I broke her sweet bubble by asking her if she was done looking at me or not. She looked down completely embarrassed. She started blabbering apology to me. Just then mine father and grandfather came along with the Singhania's.

With their conversation I got to know that she was Amrita- their granddaughter.

So she is the one for whom we came all the way here. First time we met and she showed me that she is clumsy. This is one of the thing that I hate a-lot. Nice start.

I called my PA and asked him to bring me some other clothes as these ones are spoiled. I just can't wear dirty clothes. I want everything to be perfect.

With that we all went inside leaving Amrita Singhania behind. I don't know why but I feel strange thinking about her. A feeling I never felt and so I don't know what exactly is this. All I know is that I want this day to end.

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