My Innocent Love Story

Chapter Twenty two - Date with an MCP

Sanyukta's PoV  :

It's been about six months since I'm engaged to Sameer . I have accepted my fate. I have accepted the fact that may be Randhir was the love of my life but I wasn't his. I have accepted the fact that I have to live with this pain forever. I have accepted the fact that now I have to move on. I have accepted the fact that I now have to live my life with Sameer and my future belongs to him

But the worst battle for me is between What I know and What I feel. No matter how much I try to be practical, I still get upset thinking about everything that has happened . The reminisce of Randhir keeps hitting me every now and then. I just try to push away his thoughts out of my head, but it keeps coming back again and again. Sometimes I feel it would take me forever to get over him and only God can heal my broken heart.

In these few months I have realised that Sameer is not just a typical male chauvinist but also a very controlling and dominating guy. He keeps calling me every now n then and keep asking me about my whereabouts, what I'm doing , what I'm wearing , where I'm going, who am talking to , which irritates me like hell. Sometimes I really wonder how will I be able to spend my whole life with such an egoistic , pompous , self-centred and bossy guy with a low mentality ,who doesn't value and respect the other person's opinion.

It was a mid-morning on a Sunday. I was in my room, completing my pending notes after breakfast, when Dad walked in  along with mom and  announced that Sameer 
was going to come home to have lunch with us. I was quite surprised by the news , as Sameer hadn't said anything to me about coming to Hyderabad.  I tried to call him up after Mom and Dad walked out of my room, but the call went unanswered. I threw my phone on the bed in frustration and marched towards the washroom to take a cold shower and prepare myself to face this annoying man.

Minutes later after Sameer arrived, I was called downstairs to go and meet him. I was made to sit beside him on the same sofa. Just then Dad got a call on his mobile. I noticed that he looked quite disturbed because of something. But he's always got that look on his face these days since almost a year . I tried asking him so many times but he always made excuses and ignored my questions all the time.

As soon as Dad left us alone to take the call, Sameer turned towards me clearing his throat and tried to compliment me in a pathetic way which turned out to be the most disgusting thing I've ever heard in my life. I never felt so cheap. I felt a sudden urge to reply him by slapping him hard on his cheek but I resisted myself for the sake of my dad. He then winked at me and asked me to go on a date with him, making me loose  the last shred of self control I had in me. I was about to spit back the venom that I was holding inside but much to his luck, Dad had returned back into the living room. Unable to control my raging temper I made an excuse of helping mom in the kitchen and made a quick exit from there.