Sanyu went to kitchen and found the maid prepared the food and sweet dish was missing. She sighed and thought to make a simple pudding for her family.
They sat and had their meal and sanyu announced that she made a sweet dish and she will take it out from the fridge. Rd and kids smiled seeing the active wife and mom again.
She served them in a bowl and stared at them expectingly.They took the first bite and said yum mom I need to study this recipe and Rd was having it silently. Sanyu got angry and threw the bowl to the ground.
All were stunned to see this action.
S: do you call this sweet dish I added salt in it and you are praising me for that. Why ,I asked not to show any type of sympathy to me and act normal and ...She stops seeing her hubby having the pudding from the container.
Stop it Rd and takes it away. Even you and cries.
Rd: I know it's salty I'm having because I won't get another chance to have your dish for long,how bad it tastes it's the best for me .
S: Rd
Rd: I'm not showing any sympathy,it your love that you add in thoseSanyu hugs her hubby and the kids too join them. Later they all go out for playing leaving sanyu at home.
She took her lappy again to see the requests and shortlisted and took the notepad and started to write her journey with her hubby.
I just went through the memory lane to relive those moments.
Letter
How I met with my hubby
As every girl I too had dreams and goals to achieve. I got a job and was earning good and happy. I belong to a middle class family and my dad was an office employee and mom housewife.
I am 25 and like all parents they too were worried about my future and partner. They see the matrimonial advertisement,ask distant relatives and friends ,they bought many proposals all were not good. Some without good job or education or family.
Finally a distant uncle came home with a propsal of a guy,his family was the uncle's neighbor and they too looking for a suitable bride for their son.
I started my tantrums like every other girl that it's not my age to get married nor I want to leave my parents and go to a unknown family and I need to focus on my career.
This time my parents too were adamant that they'll fix the marriage if my answer is yes or no.
That day I took a half day from office and got home. Mom made me dress properly and I wore a salwar. She asked to apply a little bit of make up and I got angry and said i won't do all those and be a laughing stalk.
The car sound was heard and dad again looked around for everything is in proper place and it's clean. He plastered a smile and opens the door for the entry of visitors or should I say to exhibit me in front of them.
They all took their seats and did little bit of chit about politics, weather and all. Then they came to the actual purpose of seeing me. Dad called to serve tea for them.
The tray was forward to the guy as he was pointed by his parents. He was looking down at the floor and lifted to see the shocked scene.
It was my granny with the tea tray and he was looking so cute in his expression that I giggled seeing that behind the curtain and he looked tithe direction of the sound when granny was serving the others.
That moment our eyes met and even he was so far from me still that gaze made my heart beats to run for a marathon.
Then as the custom the guy and girl left alone for understanding each other. I'm a talkative girl still I was confused with what and how to start the conversation.
He took the cup and took a sip and smiled. I thought what made him smile so much.
Rd: your granny prepared the tea good but I didn't expect her to serve it and smiled
I couldn't control my laugh and his state and was laughing hard.
Rd: this is my first time and I don't know what to say. As a gentleman I'll introduce myself I'm Randhir and I work as an engineer and I love my parents and little bit serious type of guy.
S: oh then this marriage won't happen because I'm a jolly type of girl and want to fly free
Rd: maybe that's why opposite attracts
S: I don't believe. Then I started to open my puran of my childhood, college and work place,he listened to all my nonsense patiently with a smile.Then later he cleared his throat and said it's late and all will be worried of us. We need to go back . I hummed and I felt sad by the thought of him leaving. He said thanks again for the tea and stood up.
Rd: do you like me and be my wife that's what I want to know next and left leaving a paper there.
I was stunned or surprised at his question I don't know. I opened the folds of the paper to see his note
I Liked You waiting for your answer.
I don't know but the whole situation added more fuel. Our neighbor Mrs Sharma's daughter played the music loud on her music system and the song was
Aiyo Rama hath se Dil ko gaya
Mujhe bali umariya mein bali umariya mein
Kuch ho gayaAnd i ran by the sound of the car starting and saw him going behind all and turned and saw me at the terrace and gave a wink. I just blushed and went inside because I don't want to faint because of this stupid heart and it's thumping.
His smile was the one I fell with and he was the first person to enter my life with the word Love. And these years he proved no one can love his wife like him.
Thanks for coming to my life and being there for me.
End
I heard the door bell and know my crazy family is back after their play and closed my lappy,my hubby is smart but I don't want to know what I'm doing behind him.
Let's go people and let me handle their fights and tantrums. Tomorrow our second meet and marriage.
Arey you guys are still here go back to your works.
आप पढ़ रहे हैं
A wife for my hubby
FanfictionThis is a short story inspired by real life. Love can be selfless and you will be ready to hand him or her to another for his or her happiness