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2 Samarth, The Legend

A large heavy pillow came, swinging in the air, and hit me on my face. It was from my mom.

"Do I always forget to lock my door? How absent-minded I am"

"How long are you gonna sleep?" My mom asked me.

"Until it's a sunrise," I replied, still closing my eyes and squeezing the pillow on my knees. A few minutes passed and I thought, my mom had perhaps left my room. But then she spilled slightly hot water on my face without giving me a damn warning or .........red alert.

"Mom" I screamed. "What are you doing? It's hot"

"Oh! I thought you like hot water.... don't you enjoy, swimming in hot water with those hot chicks?" She sarcastically smiled.

She was way more advanced than me. She knew me. She knew every activity I do outside of the home. Yes, she is my mother, the boss lady of my house, my dad was nothing in front of her.

"Get up, we got to go." She said.

"Where?" I asked, still lying on my bed.

"Didn't I tell you two days back.... you forgot?"

"You tell me so many things in seconds, how I am gonna remember everything?"

"Before I take the shit out of you.... just get ready within half an hour. Or you know everything will be confiscated." She left the room.

I am Samarth Gupta, the living legend of this house, the very hot and handsome Prince ever born. And I am not used to taking warnings from any person until it is my mom, the lady of this house and now this fair lady is inviting another lady in this house for me.

Yes, she thinks now I am eligible for marriage...... I mean who fuck gets marry so tenderly at this age. I am just twenty-eight. It's the time for fun and entertainment now she wants to lock all my fun with marriage stuff.

"I am not ready" I exclaimed three days back when she came with a proposal and she replied to me back if I don't go with her, all my credits, debit cards, and car keys will be confiscated. So just save them, I nodded my head that I might go. "Might go" refers to ......

"I shall go, sit in the car, reach there, enjoy some foods at their inn, might look at the girly statue and a blink of an eye is enough for me to tell that I am not interested mom."

You might be wondering where is my father? Chill he is not outside of my life, he is inside of this house, the house named "Samarth apartment" He is mostly busy with business kinds of stuff and he shares a few decisions on my terms because all my belongings are cared for by my mom. My mom is the speaker of the house and me and my father are attendees.

Now, as I got up from my bed, I took my towel and stepped straight to the washroom. Usually, women take an hour to bathe but we men, hardly, five to ten minutes are enough to take shower. I buttoned my shirt, wore my ironed pants, and swiftly went down the staircase. I saw my mom and dad were waiting for me, outside in the garden. One of the maids was setting the dishes on the table and from far, I heard my dad chattering about the family we were going to meet. As I came nearby, they looked at me with a wild stare.... I was like ......

"What now?"

"Are we going to clubs and bars, dear?"

"Mom, it's usual wear, I wear it every day. Dad, say something." He just zipped his mouth and focused on his food.

"We are not going to an everyday place, .... Change it and wear something logical." My mom's authoritative snapped at me. "Logical? in what sense?" I asked and she showed me some formal suits which I saw for the first time. Those were perhaps newly brought. My mom was aware of my size, waist, and chest and she herself bought it. So, I had to oblige. After finishing the breakfast, all three of us occupied the seat in our family car and drove to their house.

"Samarth" she began now.

"Yes..." I replied.

"You are going to behave properly and I am sure you are gonna love the girl....so just be at ease." She told me and I asked if she had met this girl before, she replied saying" thrice, in the children's park."

"Seriously mom? In the children's park? We were just kids...how could you fix a child marriage?"

"If I can fix your belly bottom belt, then I can fix anything." She snapped at me and her eyes were visibly red, my dad got a little scared after my mom's reaction. My mom is short-tempered and that's why, I wonder why my dad spends a lot of time in the office, just to distance from her. Perhaps.

I shrugged off my shoulders and after a certain pause, my mom began again. She is good in speech, definitely. Here she said, "Amayra, her name is Amayra Wadhwani, well educated in business studies, far better than you even...she is like a fresh piece of daisy....and so..."

"Mom...stop comparing girls with daisies." I literally screamed. "Girls are not flowers anymore. We are in the 20th century..."

My mom's favorite flower is the daisy and in past, she introduced me to some girls, considering them as fresh as a daisy, later turning out to be Venus flytraps.

"She is a perfect daisy, I assure you, the moment you see her, you will faint." My mom said, grabbing my fist.

"You saw her in childhood times" I replied, releasing my hand from her. "Don't you remember the daisies, BLAST FROM THE PAST ......the decent girl turned out to be a stripper, and what about Shreya, rich girl spoiled brat and let me not go to Jazz ......the London queen who used all my money to buy makeup products."

"That was never your money." My mom gravely replied, paying no extra attention to the truth I added about the Daisies. I rolled my eyes in disagreement and swore not to speak another word. I just wanted to get this over soon.

I knew, the fourth daisy which I was going to see, might be the same just like the past. All girls were the same and I knew my mom's taste, she must have chosen a cow, simply, a girl perhaps from the village side. Someone not good to adapt the city life and the city's boy. I knew how to take the hell out of anyone except one lady which was my dearest mom.

HILARIOUS ......