Mr. Hollywood, Miss Bollywood

prologue

"Congratulations my boy!" cheers Anne, hugging her son so tight who's wearing a long blue black robe with the college logo on the chest. She kisses her son's cheek making her twenty three years old embarrassed.

"Mom... Everyone is looking at me. I'm twenty three for God's sake" he whines with a low deep voice, his eyes glance from his right to his left while he positions the hat on his head.

"Even when you're forty and I'm somewhat sixties, I'd still be kissing and squeezing your cheeks like this" and she does exactly what she says making her only son even more embarrassed, he feels like his cheeks with dimple couldn't be more red.

Luckily, her father is there to save the him.

"Harry... I'm very proud of you son, very proud" he says with sincere feelings, patting his son's shoulder. Harry automatically smiles, his dimples becomes visible and his green eyes shines of happiness, I make my father proud he says to himself.

"So, how about my offer I told you before? It still stands for you" his father speaks up, a sigh leaves Harry's mouth and his eyes narrows. And he thought he's safe.

"Des, please. He just graduated and he's still in his robe. Can't it wait?" Anne covers up for his beloved son, linking her arms with his.

"But have you thought about it?" Des ignores his wife request, he really hopes Harry will accept his offer to be the one who runs their family company, if he is not ready at least he could go for a training first.

"I have but can I take a break for... I don't know, a month or two maybe three. I just graduated. I need time to relax my brain after five years of stressing out and I want to enjoy myself, maybe go on a vacation. Please dad?" Knowing his dad, Harry doesn't need to plead twice. As for Des, he knows his only son is right. He looks at his son then at his wife who's showing a pouty face that he can't resist.

"Okay okay, you can have your break" he gives in, chuckling while he looks at his precious family jumping, cheering with a big smile on their faces making Des's heart flatters. Anne goes to kiss her husband on the cheek, whispering a thank you and Des returns it with a kiss on her lips,  you're welcome he mouths at her.

While Harry, he jumps like he's still in the hall and the vice counselor of his college announced that the students have graduated. He thanks his dad with a hug which his father accepts with a smile then he jumps and he throws his hat in the air.

As for Deepika...

"Ama!" She runs from her family's barn which fills with cows, goats even horses, she calls for her mother, running through the front yard towards the front door. She busts in,  her head moves from right to left, looking for her mother but she's not there so she keeps looking.

"Ama!"

"Ha..." Rekha, her mother retorts from the kitchen. She washes her hands then turn around to find her only daughter leans against the door frame, grinning.

"Tum kyon chilla rahe hain?" Why are you screaming? Her mother scolds her, putting one hand on her waist.

"Bintoo, bintoo has given birth!" She screams, clapping her hands together while jumping up and down.

"Kya?!" Rekha's eyes widen in surprised, her mouth forms a big smile. Bintoo is her family's favorite goat. She has a beautiful fur, black and white and of course her calves will follow her genes.

"Very beautiful!" Deepika continues, walking towards her mother.

"Kyon aap english english bol rahe hain?" Why are you speaking english? her mother speaks up, dislike the idea of her own daughter doesn't speak in their mother language. Deepika only pouts her lips, scratching the back of her neck and looking at her mother through her lashes.

"Bhaarat ek hajaar chhah sau aur pachaas - do bhaasha hai, jaanen un pahale to english! Samajhana!" India has one thousand six hundred and fifty two languages, learn those first then English! Understand! Rekha continues when her daughter keeps silent.

"Lekin ma, english vishv bhaasha hai" but mother, english is world language Deepika points out,  walking towards her mother as her mother steps foward.

"Rekha chup raho, apanee betee ko dhaaraapravaah english bolatee hai. Tumhe garv hona chaahie" Shut up Rekha, your daughter speaks english fluently. You should be proud Mina walks in the kitchen, Deepika's grandmother Rekha's mother in law. She walks closer to her smiling granddaughter, squeezing her cheek softly.

"Mujhe garv hai, ma. Meree betee ko pahalee kaksha kee chhaatra hai, main garv nahin kiya ja sakata hai" I am proud, mother. My daughter is first class student, I couldn't be more proud Rekha walks towards her daughter and her mother in law. She puts her hand on Deepika's cheek while she smile sincerely, she is very proud of her daughter. Rekha's words make the smile on Deepika's face grows bigger as she leans on her mother's hand.

"Thank you, ma" she softly states, looking at her mother.

"Ha, damn you!" Mina suddenly says, Deepika and Rekha quickly turn their head towards their beloved grandmother and mother in law with wide eyes and opened mouth.

"Daadee ma, damn you nahin hai, it's thank you" Grandma, it's not damn you, it's thank you Deepika corrects Mina, Mina puts a scowl face on as she playfully slaps Deepika's shoulder.

"Ek hee baat hai" it's the same thing she argues before she walks away, out from the kitchen. Deepika and her mother laughs at Mina. Deepika slowly turns her head to her mother, breath in and breath out before she speaks.

"Ma, main preeti se ek eemel mila , usane mujhe landan ke lie jaana hai aur... vahaan kuchh hee haphton rahana chaahata hai" Mom, I got an email from Preeti, she wants me to go to London and... stay there a few weeks.

Rekha's smile fades away, her hand drops from her daughter's cheek to her side then she walks away slowly.

"Sabase pahale amerika, ab landan" first America, now London she says with a low voice, fiddling her fingers. Deepika runs to her mother, hugging her from behind and rests her head on her shoulder.

"Please ma, please"

She knows she doesn't want to let her daughter go but she knows she will someday and she already did when she let Deepika went to America to finish her study. She's afraid that her daughter would forgot her and leave her. America... Maybe she's just lucky.

"Mujhase vaada karo, tum vaapas ho jaega" promise me, you will be back she leans her head on Deepika's. Deepika's mouth crack a small smile, she tilts her head and place a kiss on Rekha's cheek. Rekha tilts her head to look at Deepika.

"Pakka" promise she winks.

"Theek hai theek hai, do saptaah?" Okay okay, two weeks?  Deepika nods her head eagerly, Rekha softly taps her cheek, smiling.

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Yay!!! Prologue!!! I hope you darlings like it, it's just a start on how they'll be end up meeting each other. And I'm sorry if my Hindi is bad, I mean my hindi is bad. If someone would like to help me please do DM me or just comment, that'd be really awesome! Thanks so much and love you darlings a lot!

jaz x.