# 1 in General Fiction
# 1 in Romedy
# 16 in Romance
"MYTRI... WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH MY HAIR? WHAT HAVE YOU MIXED IN MY GEL THAT MY HAIR TURNED PINK?"
-------------------→ "Seshi darling isn't my favorite color pink? So I changed it...
After many months of Mytri's torture and self-torture, I am finally here to give her a romantic and heart-touching proposal.
But, can something go straight and good if it is related to my love for Mytri?
The answer is a big fat NO.
Our love story itself has most adorable twists and turns. Even a grand royal wedding wasn't able to give a happily ever after sign to our love!
It's now or never!
I have to confess my love today itself.
Such a heartwarming and emotional proposal I planned for her. I almost wrote three hundred pages of my confess speech telling her everything I feel and everything I wanted to.
From the moment we met each other, the moment I started falling for her, the moment I gave her my first kiss and took her first too. Every moment we were apart from each other for ten long years and all those moments in five months of our marriage, I didn't find words to express how I felt all those seconds, minutes and hours with her and without her. But still I was trying to tell her everything I felt for her only to be disturbed by Pyar's prank call directed by devil herself.
Can't this girl stay put without her acts for one day?!
One day is what I ask from her.
If my devil sweetheart would've put her brain in her studies and any useful things, then she would've won Nobel in something or the other field. But sadly, they don't give Nobel awards for devilishness and slyness.
When I heard that Uncle is no more, I almost teared up for the loss. The only thought that came to my mind was Mytri, who was not able to meet her dad after our marriage and must've missed her father so much. Only thought that strike me was about Mytri's breakdown.
But what did I saw in her face?
Anger and disbelief!
I was confused for few second at what was happening but instantly understood that this is her own plan.
This Girl can never change.
I will surely teach her a lesson once this proposal thing is over. She will learn her lesson in a hard way. And Pyar, I will deal with her later.
I looked at her angrily but controlled myself as I'm mature enough not to sport a fight in the middle of a proposal.
But seems like God was testing our love and patience for each other that he created climatic disorder in a calm sky.
