"Randhir beta isse Milo, yeh humari beti SANU." Kishore introduced them.
Randhir was horrified, he least imagined this to happen. He thought there was some confusion.
"Yeh sanu hai?" He asked pointing at the girl.
"Ji main hi hoon, sanu." The girl answered stressing on sanu.
"Toh woh kon thi?" He asked more to himself.
"Kon beta?" Kishore asked back.
"Woh jisne woh... Darwaza khola tha." He stammered out, still in daze.
"Woh, woh toh meri dusri beti thi sanyu." Kishore told chuckling at his confusion.
*Yeh kaise naam hai yaar, sanu sanyu. Ab inme se meri wali konsi hai? Mom ne toh sanu hi bola tha. This girl's name is 'sanu'! My wife's name is 'sanu'! That means 2+2=4. SHE IS MY WIFE!!!!! That is why I always hated maths. Oh God how can I be so stupid.* Randhir cursed himself.
"Aapki kitni betiya hai?" He asked dumbly.
"Do hi hai, yeh dono judwa hai." Kishore chirped proudly.
Randhir stared at his supposed Father in law as if he was an alien and then looked at the girl now sitting in front of him. She was EXACTLY opposite to the previous one, sanyu.
She wore a full sleeves suit, heavy dupatta, big black round spectacles, hair bathed in coconut oil and braided tightly and finally the huge creepy smile on her face.
He smiled at her awkwardly clearly noticing her checking him out. Maybe she wasn't as innocent as she looked!!
"Beta thik toh ho naa tum?" Kishore asked seeing his drained out face.
"Ji bilkul thik hoon mai." He forced a smile.
He remembered his word with his father that day, this was his fate, he had to either except it or to rebel and hurt his parents.
He was confused, OK this girl was his wife, but he wasn't feeling any connection with her. His eyes searched for only one face right now.
He looked around to search for sanyu, whom he had thought and wanted to be his wife.
Just then anju entered the room with a foul face again cursing someone. She looked at him and passed him a big completely FAKE smile. Only God knows what's with this family and the fake smiles.
"Kaha hai woh bigdail ladki?" Anju asked her husband making a face.
"Kyu meri beti ke peeche padi rehti ho anju?" Kishore asked cutely.
"Kyuki aap nhi padte, aap hi ne bigad ke rakha hai usse. Din bhar woh chote chote kapde pehen ke bahar ghoomti rehti hai. Apni itni sushil aur sanskari behen se toh kuch seedhe kam se kam. Pata bhi hai, gaon wale kaisi baate karte hai uske baare mei? Bhagwan jaane uska pati..." She couldn't complete her rants due to a voice.
"Arree mere itne ache bhaag ki meri maate ne mujhe yaad kiya! Woh bhi itne pyaar se." Said sanyu coming and sitting beside sanu.
"Tumko toh yaad hi karna padta hai, kyuki Ghar pe toh rehti nhi ho naa. Aur yeh kaise kapde pehne rakhe hai? Kitni baar bola hai ki yeh na ke barabar kapde pehen ke mat ghooma karo bahar" She made a disgusted face.
"Pehli bhi bola hai aapko, mere kapdo par aapki vishesh tippaddi nhi chahiye mujhe aur karu bhi kya ghar pe reh kar, din bhar bas aapka phoola hua mooh dekhne ko milta hai yaha toh." She answered rolling her eyes.
She angered anju to the next level by insulting her.
If you want, you can imagine her standing with a red face, panting and smoke coming out of her ears. 😂😂
ONLY IF YOU WANT!!
But before anju could say or do anything, kishore budged in and asked them to keep quite as they were not alone.
"Aur randhir beta isse toh tum mil hi chuke ho, humari dusri beti, sanyu." Kishore introduced to change the topic that could have gone on and on.
"Hii." He smiled lightly at her.
"Whatever." She muttered and didn't even look at him.
Randhir twisted his lips at her and again concentrated on his plate.
After some time he felt uneasy, he felt someone's intense gaze on himself. Firstly he ignored the feeling but he couldn't do it any longer and looked up from his food to search the reason but saw everyone was busy eating, just then his eyes stuck up on sanu, who is looking at him as if he was peice of meat and she was hungry since ages, ready to eat him raw.
*What is wrong with these people, one is busy showing attitude to me and the other one is creeping me out. Where the hell am I stuck.*
He again looked everyone to ensure if someone noticed or not but everyone was busy in their own plates. He looked back at her, as soon she found him looking at her she shied away, looked down at the food, giggled and again looked back up to him with a stupid cheesy smile. Randhir also smiled back nervously and again looked away.
She was just gawking at him and it gave him a creepy feeling all over. He just wanted to finish the food soon so he started eating fast and because of this he chocked, then she stood up and passed him water while intensionally keeping her hand on his more than required. He smiled again nervously to her, drank whole water in go and rushed to his room to save his chastity.
He reached his room, locked the door and sat inside the quilt covering himself completely and reciting the 'hanuman chalisa'.
He had decided to meet that girl as less as possible as if he keeps by her side his dignity would sure be in danger. But shit! What will he do when they will go to Mumbai with her as his wife😰😰
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Oh God!! Who is sanyu? Who is sanu? Too much confusion😰😰
How will randhir save himself from sanu??
Stay tuned to know!!
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Peh Gaya Khalara ✔️
Short StoryThis is my entry for the writer's challenge held by @saddahaqcontests and @MonaMandy Topic - Child marriage Genre - romance/comedy 'Peh gaya khalara' means celebrating the mess one has created. Randhir, the messiest person of all, the perfect defin...