Chapter 6
Have you ever seen monkey dance?
It was an old time thing.
A monkey dressed in a very glittery and glimmer dress of bright colors is tamed by his master, tiny bells are tied around his neck and a dark pair of sunshades at times rests on his eyes.
With the drum clicketing in the hands of his master the monkey was trained to perform.
Fortunately there weren't any animal welfare organizations then.
The monkey would dance, salute and even bow to impress the audience and make them laugh.
Why am I actually sharing this with you guys?
Actually I am giving the metaphor of the same monkey to my self with Sia being my master.
Yes! You might have a condolence prayer for me later if I am beheaded or castrated by Raj.
For my master aka Sia is taking me to officially meet her family, my dress suit is checked and ticked, the printed satin scarf and tie are checked and approved by her, my Christian Dior goggles rest on my eyes, 'We are having the meet at the garden area under the gazebo, this will create an impression" she said as she securely rested the frame on my eyes, not that I couldn't do it
But damn her lemon and mint fragrance was intoxicating.
I let her adjust my tie, fix in the satin fabric and the worst she circled around me like a buyer encircling the goat he'd be buying for sacrifice on the big Eid day.
Wow! I am getting better at self humiliation!!
Probably the fear of death was rubbing off me.
Nay R.M oops sorry apologies Raj corrections The Raj and Angie are too good a soul to hurt a tiny insect' I try to console my self but I know very well that Sia is family and Malhotras would cross every border to protect their family.
Another positive thought that Mama malhotra is my big fan contradicted by negativity that gran ma wont hesitate to pull my ears and even assault someone if she deems the person at fault.
Yup she can get scary at times although she is an adorable darling.
Papa Malhotra???, Sia's dad, the business tycoon, the ruthless no nonsense business man who is probably among top ten richest Indians and I had tried my best to maintain myself in one of the pages of his good books but I guess it will only take a flicker of second to tear off that page..
Why am I trying to scare myself?
I knew from day 1 that this beautiful girl, though looks like Angel from heaven has the power to send me running down the hills still I voluntarily played with fire.
Probably I am the moth here
Too much attracted to her to deny anything.
Or worst I fear that if I deny her, she might pick any random guy to pose as her fiance'
Not only does it kick a pang in my chest but I strongly fear her safety.
Although strong and built with muscles with hours of practice and training, expertise in karate, boxing and taekwondo, she's lethal as clarified by herself I know she can fight for her safety but when it comes to emotional struggle she is a softy.
How many times had I seen Angie's eyes brimming and red because of something Sia had shared with her.
Although I know nothing about it.

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HumorStatutory warning: the humour is intended for simple entertainment, author does not intend to offend any person, character or norms of society in any way. To pretend is to act. When we pretend to act like someone, we gradually transform into a perso...