The Audacious Hearts

Do not so Anjane Ajnabee

Bechiani Betaaabi
Aaj Mujhe Yeh Kaise
Aaj Hai Jo
Phele Na Thi
Yeh Dil Ki Halat Aise

The song bursted out of the speaker as I was driving through this heavy traffic.
Like seriously, the guy was literally going to see a girl only, he was not going for a war or anything. I quickly turned the radio off.

Everything today was hell bent on irritating me.

First my family, then this traffic and then this song. And above all this, a marriage proposal.

Yes I got a marriage proposal. Well, that's not new for me. I am Aryansh Sehgal. Marriage Proposals aren't new to me. But what was new was my family was hell bent to make me meet this girl.

What was her name Ri..Ritika, Rishika....Rihanika..... Rihana... God
I can't even remember her name properly.

Why the hell do I even need to, huh?
It's not like I am going to say yes anyway! Am I?

No abso-fucking-lutely not.

If not for Daadu I wouldn't have even agreed to meet her.

I literally wanted to bang my head on the steering wheel remembering the conversion that took place last night.

Flashback

My expressions shifted from surprise to shock to anger to angered to unbelievable to mocking before finally settling on being nonchalant.

"Bold of you to think I would consider that!" I exclaimed.

"Bold of you to think I would let you not consider that!" He retorted.

Talk about being the same khoon(blood). He is just as stubborn as me.

I opened my mouth to say something but then closes it when nothing came out of it.

He raised an eyebrow.

"Daadu...." I whined like a kid.

"Exactly that's the problem .I am tired of being a daadu , I want to be a pardaadu now." He said and I scoofed.

"I can make you one without even getting married." I offered. But one look from him and the thought withered away.

I sighed.

"Look son, now or later you have to get married. You can't stay single your whole life. Also, I want to see my great grandchild. And you are turning 30 soon. And after a certain age it becomes difficult, you know."

My eyes widened. Besides him Anya burst out laughing which soon converted into a cough when I glared at her while Rehan smirked.

The bastard was enjoying the show.

"Daadu atleast look around before you talk." I face palmed myself due to both embarrassment and frustration.

"So what, son. Its just a fact. And Anya stop laughing. After him we need to send you away."

She stiffened.

"Oh common daadu, I am never leaving you." She threw herself around his neck almost choking him.

"Oh my baccha (kid) this is not about you leaving us, it's about us leaving you."