Tangled ✓

Engagement

~~Advika~~

With each passing mile that our driver is covering, my heart kept on picking up speed and I was wondering how it's still functioning. While Papa got seated in the front passenger seat with Adiraj in his lap. Maa, Shraddha and I got seated in the back seat. 

Good thing that I wore a saree and mom can't see my shaky legs. Otherwise she would have started her lecture about how to be confident always which is not even on the radar of my concerns. 

Calm down my beating heart. I tried but it wasn't in any mood to listen to me. Trust me. I never felt this nervous. Of course, I accepted this madness but was not yet ready for this. When we anticipate a change in our life, first we need to accept that change and then we need to adjust to that but here I hadn't even gotten the chance to accept this change. 

Wiping my sweaty palms together, I looked out of the window to get lost in the Mumbai traffic.

Why? Why had I accepted this? Why does this have to be so soon? Can't I at least get some breathing time to prepare myself. 

And moreover…. Who is he? How will he be? How will his family be? I just hope his family is not too big because I suck at maintaining family relationships. 

As much as our own blood protects us, some relations are there in existence only to irritate us. And coming to my family, our relationship with our relatives has strained from the moment Papa has agreed to send me abroad at a very early age. 

I don't know whether they were jealous of me or something and then when Papa accepted Viraj into our family and treated him like a son, all of our relatives have completely cut their ties with us and trust me, I really really felt happy.

Come on! Who want some taunting relations?

And moreover all they wanted was my Papa's money and when they got the hint that Papa was going to handover the business to Viraj, they silently slipped away. And even when Papa was working hard all alone they never chanced a glance at him.

Because of that Papa never encouraged those relatives of ours and I'm more than happy.

Suddenly my mind came back to its senses and noticed that our car was steering into a parking garage of a mini mansion.  

With shaky legs, I hopped out of the car and looked up at the building. The one thing I instantly loved is that this house is a bit far away from the city's hustle and bustle.

"Prakash!" I heard a manly voice and looked towards the source and found a man similar to my Papa's age coming towards us followed by some other people.

"Veer!" Papa moved forward towards that man and they both hugged each other and the woman following that man did the same with my Maa.

"Rose, this is Raghuveer Dixit and she is Mrs. Meera Dixit. Parents of Jai." Papa said introducing us. Nodding I greeted them and bend down to touch their feet. Mr. Dixit is of similar height of my Papa but a bit thinner than him and Mrs. Dixit looks so beautiful even in her fifties.

When I felt their hands caressing my head, I stood up and was immediately pulled into a tight hug by Mrs. Dixit. 

Ok! This isn't something I expected.

"You can call me mom." She whispered in my ears, making my eyes go wide. Already??!! Can someone give me time to breathe?

I released myself from her and stood beside my father.

"Adiraj beta." Mr. Dixit called Adiraj who was in Shradda's arms.

Mr. and Mrs. Dixit extended their arms towards him but he snuggled into Shradda's arms. I noticed the pain that crossed Dixit's face which felt strange.