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Arjun's palms were sweaty as he stood outside Manya's house, flanked by his parents.
"Are we waiting for the Pandit to come and find a Muhurat to press the doorbell?..... Arjun, don't be scared of Arsh." Rahul joked making his wife cackle and his son make a 'duh' face.
"I am not scared, Dad"
"Yeah, we can see that very well."
He glanced nervously at the bouquet in his hand. His father gave him a reassuring pat on his shoulder, while his mother adjusted her saree for the umpteenth time. "Your mom looks beautiful, isn't she?" Rahul commented adoring his wife earning a shy smile from her. Arjun nodded smiling at them but a glint of nervousness never left his eyes. They rang the doorbell, and the door swung open to reveal Manya, her eyes sparkling with excitement and shyness. She quickly greeted the soon-to-be in-laws by touching their feet but was nervous to meet eyes with Arjun who was looking as dashing as ever in his blue-colored Armani suit. She ushered them in. As they entered the living room, Arjun couldn't help but notice the rather large portrait of Manya's father hanging on the wall of the drawing room which he might failed to notice earlier, staring down at them with an intense gaze. It felt like the eyes were following him. Manya's father, Arsh, stepped into the drawing room with his wife, Swati. Both of them greeted the guests warmly. But Arjun's heartbeat got louder by glancing at Manya's Dad as he looked like he had just stepped out of a detective movie, complete with a stern expression that could make a grown man tremble. Manya's Mom, in contrast, was all smiles and warmth, bustling around with a tray of snacks. Arjun greeted them by touching their feet and offering the bouquet of colorful flowers to his future mother-in-law. "Welcome, welcome," Swati chirped. "Please, have a seat." Arjun's parents exchanged polite pleasantries, while Arjun himself awkwardly perched on the edge of the sofa, trying to avoid the intimidating gaze of Arsh. Manya sat next to him, giving his hand a quick squeeze for encouragement. "So, Arjun," Arsh began, his deep voice resonating. "I hope you slept well last night after ......taking a stroll in my house." The eyes of the young couple were like saucers and they understood well that this shrewd man won't let the last night incident pass easily. The next words that came from Arsh surprised them instantly. "I would prefer you to use the main door next time, after all, you are going to be my son-in-law." and he had a teasing smile. "Says who!!! As if you haven't done that before." Swati, his wife spoke getting the attention of all the people present in that room except Arsh who shook his head and gestured by his eyes not to tell what she was about to do. "Uncle did this before??" now suddenly Arjun was all ears. "Of course, he did. Despite my Dad and Bua Ji's serious warning to not meet me before marriage, he climbed through my mom, and dad's room and entered mine. God knows when." She completed and everyone laughed while Arsh had a grin looking at his wife. He shook his head at her innocence. "Fine, jokes apart. I just have one thing to ask." Arsh was again facing Arjun but this time with a serious yet concerned expression. "I know you care for her and I have seen this but spending life with each other is just a new chapter added to Your BOOK. What importance does she hold in your life? How do you see her? Why does she matter to you?" all these questions were a lot to create havoc of confusion in Arjun's mind as he was never good at expressing his emotions through words. Arjun gulped. He had rehearsed this moment a hundred times, but under Arsh's scrutinizing eyes, his mind went blank. He looked at his parents who smiled tenderly and his Dad spoke "Just tell them what you feel for her. Your honest and unbiased answer would be enough to put them at ease." He felt a soft touch caressing his hand and when he set his eyes on the owner of that soft and warm touch he found her. Manya's shining eyes were just like a calm in the chaos for him. He finally took a long breath and spoke gallantly. "If there is something I will use the word 'interesting' to describe, it would be 'Her'. She is a walking paradox. Confident, yet insecure. She stands her ground, always thinking, yet she questions herself. Determined, focused, and eager to prove to everyone that she can do everything on her own, that is what Manya is." Arsh's eyes twinkled with amusement. "Well, that's... interesting. You almost sound like a poet.," He said, raising an eyebrow. "But can you handle Manya's cooking?"Manya cutely glared at her father. "Dad!" The room burst into laughter, easing the tension. Arjun's mother seized the moment to compliment Manya, recounting how wonderful their time had been since they met her. Swati beamed, clearly pleased and got herself busy in offering sweets to everyone. "I have asked Panditji to decide the best date of marriage but can it be next month because Rudra is not here? He would be coming back next month." Swati spoke. "of course, even our Avni is also not here, her exams are almost over. I think she will be here by the next month too." Mansi assured her . Arsh started sharing embarrassing stories about Manya's childhood, including a particularly hilarious one involving her attempt to cook pasta but ending up with a kitchen full of smoke. Manya protested, but her laughter betrayed her amusement. Finally, after what felt like an eternity but was a delightful evening, Arsh leaned forward. "Arjun, if my daughter believes in you and your love for her, then I do too. But remember, I'm always watching." Arjun nodded solemnly, but the twinkle in Arsh's eye told him that the protective dad had given his blessing. As they stood to leave, Manya's parents walked them to the door, Arsh even giving Arjun a hearty pat on the back.Back at their home, Arjun's mother couldn't help but start teasing him.Everyone burst into laughter, and Arjun knew that despite the initial nerves, the evening had succeeded. The memory of his soon-to-be father-in-law's intense gaze would always be a source of amusement, but so would the warmth and humor that had filled their home...................................................................................................................
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