One Fated encounter ✓

My Favorite Crime!

Arjun's POV:

What the hell is happening here? Am I dreaming by any chance? Yes it should be a dream, a desirable dream...if this is a dream, I never want to wake up...I am afraid that it will end anytime soon and I'm terribly shaken up at the thought that my mom will wake me up soon.

My heart was in my throat when I entered her house. Dimple's Dad smiled at me warmly as my Mom pulled me to sit next to her. I was tapping my foot and my palms began to sweat as I was unable to sync myself, her Mom voice brought my sense back. Aunty asked tenderly, "Arjun! What do you want to drink? Should I give a glass of milk?", I looked at her as I sucked my breath and suddenly I didn't know how to speak. I just starred at her and my Mom conveniently intervened, "Yes, give him a glass of milk"

I felt, finally, the day I've been dreading is here, but is this real? My brain was constantly searching for any sign to prove that this is all a reality. I was afraid to look at Dimple, she was sitting across the table next to her Dad and I tried hard not to see her.

"Arjun's Dad is coming down tomorrow evening and he insisted to come over here once his flight landed. We are fine with however way you want to have the ceremony, just let us know what we need to do as formalities. Let's fix it on Sunday. I want to give her the best ever present. Saki hope you are fine with that?", My mom asked winked at her and I realized this is not a dream for sure, which dream will give you heart thumps and butterflies in stomach.

Ceremony? What Ceremony is she referring? Mom, what the hell are you doing, Do you know how much angry and resentful Dimple is in? Dimple, Please! Don't react to what my mom is asking...Don't tell them that you hate me...I prayed sincerely.

"Oh! Why are you even asking her about that? She should be on cloud nine hearing that? Isn't Saki?", Aunty said while serving the glass of milk and Dimple stifled a smile bashfully. Is she smiling? How? I was perplexed

"My hearty Congratulations Arjun! You are getting Married", Mats chirped while scrambling down along with Vicky who waved his hand grinning. What? Am I getting married? For god sake, can someone tell me what is happening here? This is certainly not a dream Arjun, my inner voice shouted. May be he would have brought my Mom here to talk to Dimple's parents. Yes, that's how it should be. Mats, do you know what the hell you signed up for? Dimple is probably holding her for courtesy sake. You are so dead Man. I clenched my fist.

"I'm terribly sorry Saki for screwing up your plan! You know, I gave it a hard thought and felt this must be the right thing to do, so we came", Mats apologized bowing down to Saki literally and she giggled in return and said "Yeah...yeah...what else I can expect...hmmm, anyways, I should not have believed you, at the end, you guys are as thick as thieves, you would only take his side huh!" and everyone laughed harder and I felt I was the only one there who didn't understand what's happening.

When in the world Mats and Saki became so close to pull each other? My head was spinning literally. I wanted to shout out loud but remained quiet not wanting to spoil the vibe. It's been a while...yes, it's indeed been a while that I have seen her cute dimple, she was smiling widely and I felt even If I looked stupid its fine!

"Thank you for everything! I really don't have words to express, when I learnt about Arjun from Arun, I was worried, worried sick about how I will make my daughter smile again. You have no clue, how much I'm feeling so relieved now. Thank you for coming here", Saki's dad said tearfully and my Mom responded instantly that "I should thank you for raising such a darling and we should be grateful to you to let her marry my arrogant son"

I could not say anything as I felt something hard pressed my chest and I was torn between mixed feelings. I wanted to shout out a thank you to him but with everything that happened, the conversation I had with Dimple outside, worried me like a hell which stopped me from saying anything.