Mr.Arique Looked like everything a Perfect Man should be. He had arrived from America a week ago. At the first instance, I saw him dressed in a matte black shirt, an expensive Rolex watch in his right hand, and a rectangular shaped frame on his eyes. He had arrived into one of my cousin's wedding ceremony.
At that time I thought that as he had studied in foreign country, he must ought to have arrogance, tend to show smartness by speaking English incessantly.
But he proved me wrong, he was as calm as a sky before the storm, and was speaking in felicitous Bengali. I wasn't too much surprised, as at first many people behave in such a way, as no one could be much perfect as he was! All most of my cousin's got crush on him at the very first time, but I didn't feel a much about him, as according to me my boyfriend was the most eligible boy could be in the world. I used to ignore Arique , but he had tried a couple of time to talk to me, but he failed to have acquaintance with me.
The weeding ceremony was almost over, I thought that it would be my first and last meeting with Arique, but my dad called me out and introduce me with Arique, he said that he had come here as his study has completed, wants to get married within a year.
My dad told me that ''If both of you wants to talk with each other, then I have no problem''. Even his parents were there, and they to show their approval. Then I got to realize, that why are they forcing me to talk with him, as he soon wants to come on our home with a proposal for our marriage.
I felt a little bit of awkward, but as a formality I had to talk to him.He said ''Can we talk in private place?''
I felt a little bit of disrupted and nodded my head as a sign of disapproval, but he behaved as he didn't saw me, and then repeated the whole question again! at that time, I agreed.
He began to talk about his past, present and what he wants to do in future, but I didn't show a sign of deliberation, as my intention was to marry my boyfriend Zafir, but not him or any other boy.
After a time, he stopped and told that, ''I know you are not interested in me, do you have a boyfriend?"
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Short Story"My thoughts are stars, I can't fathom into constellations" - John Green