Gargi POV
Right now, we are standing at the ice-cream parlor, celebrating our Jalebi's admission at some university in Sydney. Of course, we are happy but here comes the sad part, she has to leave next month only. That's so early, no. Ittu si Jalebi hamari, itni duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuur ja rhi hai.
"Sydney mein toh Holi Diwali bhi nhi hoti, when will you come back yaaar Jaleboo"
"Bhaiya jaane to do pehle. And even if break is there, you know na I can't come every time, just one-way flight is around 50k." He made a rotu sa face, such an emo.
Before mumma papa could turn emo too, I somehow changed the topic, that's what I do lately. It's been a week now and he didn't call. Yeah, yeah, I didn't call too. But unko krna chahiye tha na, ek call krne mein kitne paise lag jaate. Bhoomi auntie informed mumma about his URGENT situation in office. Apparently, he had to leave for Jalandhar that evening. It's totally fine okay!
Toh kya if he didn't find our totally compatible jodi, non-compatible.
Toh kya if he's totally able-d to focus on his work, and here I'm disabled.
Toh kya if he doesn't feel anything every time he drinks chai, and here I started drinking chai uski yaad mein.
Toh kya if he doesn't remembers me when ever he crashes his bike in someone's.
Toh kya if he still listens to Badshah-Honey Singh and not drowning himself in romance of Arijit-Mohit like me.
Toh kya if he doesn't even remember me now, and me like a maniac can't stop thinking about him.
Toh kya if no one teases him with my name, and here I can't stop blushing every time mumma calls Bhoomi auntie.
Ek minute... what if he forgot me just because no one is there to make him remember me. Ab koi mera naam leta rahega tabhi to yaad rahega.
Toh kya if he doesn't remember my name, oh wait!!! Does he even know my name?? He never called me by my name. And here I'm dreaming about changing my surname.
"Hint de toh dia usne."
"Huhhh??" Was I so loud?? Yeah that could happen... it's happening these days, you know.
"Kaisa hint??"
"Yhi, koi interest-vintrest nhi hai tujh mein tabhi bahana banakr nikal gya, aur call-vall bhi nhi kiya."
"What is this Guddu?"
"Spitting facts mumma. You toh know main sirf sach bolta hu."
"Really?", all of us eyed him, such a dramatic ass.
Shaadi is a big thing yaar!! How can I decide whether to marry and whom to marry in such short span of time, that too when we haven't even talked about it?? But mumma papa are hell bent to know asap. Even I'm curious to know if he really wants to marry me or not. Cafe mein, it could be just flirting also na, I can't sail my boat of dreams on sea of doubts. Okay... okay... I've just started. I NEED to know if he is really serious.
Ek ajeeb si bechaini si ho rhi hai, jaise koi train chhut rhi ho...
And about YOU dear??
Do you want to marry him??
Matlab itne bure bhi nhi hain. Achhe toh hain.
But shaadi!!??
I was in submarine of my thoughts when my phone rang and the caller ID made me gasp... he called, HE CALLED!!!
OH MY GODDD!!! HEEEEE CALLEDD!!!
Why the hell is HE calling me???
Is he going to reject me over call???
He could have asked Bhoomi auntie to do the honors, how can he be so mean to me...
I picked the call keeping aside my ever so believable thoughts, and preparing myself for the rejection. I wish had prepared a speech in return to let him know even I'm not interested in him, okay... though I was.
"Hel-"
"Shaadi krengi mujhse?"
"Huhh??"
"Jaldi bataiye, shaadi krengi mujhse?"
"But Pulkit-"
"GARGI, YES or NO??"
Is it possible to get hypnotised over call, just by listening to your own name from a very sexy voice of your potential husband? He sounded serious though.
"Par-"
"Achha toh nhi krni-"
"NOOOO-"
"Ok, it's a no then, fine-"
"Nhi! I mean haan... matlab nhi-"
"Yes or no???"
"Pulkit aap-"
"HAAN ki Haan."
"HAAN." I said a bit loudly, he wasn't letting me say anything.
"Okay," he chuckled and disconnected the call.
THAT'S IT!?!?! OKAY!?!?!
That's what he was supposed to say at the end, OKAY...
What just happened???
What did I say???
Did he just propose me???
Or threatened me to say Yes???
That too over call???
AND I said YES???
My whole family and passer byers are gawking at me.
Guddu ki kulfi pighal ke uski chappal pe gir gyi!!
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