RHEA
That morning was very different.Very different from those mundane other mornings of my life.The house was well decorated, my mother was very busy giving instructions to the cook about everything from the starters to the main course,my father came down from America and was wearing his favourite suit and most importantly my mom and my dad were behaving like a "happy family",atleast an outsider would think so by the great act they were putting up and only i knew how much effort it actually needed for them to be under the same roof for some hours and not fight.
But what was different in me? Perhaps the fear in me was same but this was a different fear...the fear of meeting people...the fear of being close to people. What if they asked me what i thought about marriage?or if they asked what made me happy?and what if he wanted to talk to me...alone?
I didn't know what was marriage..it was just a relation to me...a relation without feelings..without love and yes nothing made me happy, but i know these answers does not fit in the "happy" world my mom and dad had created through their act.These are very...very real answers! But yes if he wants to talk with me alone,i will go because i know my silence will be enough for him to reject me.My mom has given me her most beautiful saree and i am actually sitting in front of the mirror applying some make up,these are all very very alien to me but my mother thinks these all will be enough to attract him to me.But..but she doesn't know these can never be enough...!I can never have a real conversation with him ,i can never understand him and he can't understand me either!Attraction is not only about how you look but also about how u feel and I..... have no feelings...AYAN
The car stopped in front of a beautiful home.My mother's excitement was reflecting from her face!I am sure she didn't sleep yesterday night so much was her excitement!She was very very happy that i had finally come to meet a girl.
Well,to be honest even i didn't sleep yesterday night.I just kept on thinking about my decision.I guess,i was wrong when i thought my decision was only to make my mother happy,marriage was all about understanding,if i have taken this decision,i needed to make all efforts to understand her,to be caring towards her and also to love her.I wanted to talk to her because i knew there was nothing like a heartfelt conversation and then may be i could decide whether she is the one for me.As the door opened i could see Rita aunty standing to welcome us.Rakesh uncle was also standing beside her and was very happy to see us.My mother hugged Rita aunty while I touched her and uncle's feet and took their blessings.We entered the house and was taken into the well decorated drawing room.I was having a very different feeling,i was both nervous and excited and my eyes were searching for her.I guess Rita aunty understood that and teased me saying "Be patient for a little more time Ayan,she is just getting ready..".
I really felt embarassed now but the feeling of excitement still lingered on..
Rita aunty asked me about my work while Rakesh uncle spoke of how responsibly i had taken over the company after dad.Though i was smiling and talking to them but i was really getting impatient to see her!After few minutes suddenly i heard a sound from the back door and Rita aunty exclaimed "There she is!.."Well,it was not like i had not seen a more beautiful girl than her but just looking at her at that moment made me believe that "Yes!!she was the one!".It was as if my heart gave me a signal then and there.I just kept staring at her ..not even blinking for a second!She was wearing a blue saree and had minimal make up but to me she was the most graceful woman i have ever seen.My mom went up to her and kissed her cheek while she held her hand and brought her to sit beside me.I could sense that she was nervous and this made her all the more beautiful.I never believed in things like love at first sight but here was i Ayan Khanna experiencing it right now!Yes,I was madly in love with Rhea Prakash...my would be wife.!!!
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THE LESSON OF LOVE
FanfictionWhat happens when the language of love is very differently read by a girl.Hate,broken promises,anger,fights,disloyalty are all part of her language of 'LOVE'.Can someone come into her life and give a different lesson of love?