My wife, Raglak

The first meeting

So, friends, Laksh has got hold of ragu's diary. He wanted to know what all happened in the last year, in her life.

We too are gonna read her diary along with him.  The dairy portion is written in italics and I am giving laksh's reactions here and there.
Here you go.

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Laksh started to read Ragini’s diary. He read about her first day as a lecturer, she was as scared as a five year kid, who was going to school for the first time. He smiled at her innocence.

She writes her diary as if she is speaking to someone. Then he read about how she became friends with her students, she treats them like her younger siblings, soon her college turned to her second home.

Now he read about the day when they met officially, the official bride seeing.

Her diary starts:

You know what happened today. You won’t believe it if I say, today groom came to see me.

And you know who it was, Laksh Maheswari, yes I am saying true, I too couldn’t believe my eyes when I saw him.

Ok ok, I will start from the beginning. I was about to leave for college when Ma told me to take half leave, she told me a surprise awaits me. I smiled and agreed and came back at noon.

Then all of a sudden Ma told me that the groom’s family is coming to see me. I was shocked, is it the correct way? You say, just say na, they would reach here in one hour and Ma found this last hour to be the correct time to tell me about this! She asked me to get ready, get ready for what? I don’t want to see any stupid.

Lak: Stupid??
He cutely glared at the sleeping Ragini.

Then they came, Ma asked me to sit in my room until she calls me, I was sitting there and I was really nervous, arrey this is my first experience na!

Then after sometime, she called me and I came to the hall and met him, for the first time in my life. I was beyond shocked; I closed my eyes hard and opened them again to confirm if it was him. I mean how can he be here? The great Laksh Maheswari came to see ME??????
It has to be my illusion only.

Laksh smiles remembering her antics after seeing him.

But it was him only, how on earth is HE here, I mean how he came to know about my existence, I am just a normal teacher!

His Mom correctly interpreted my thoughts and told me that she is a friend of Mrs Verma, my H O D. I was embarrassed, but even in the embarrassment I found it nice, when she interpreted my thoughts, I tried to smile, but my muscles turned so rigid that they refused my lips to turn into a curve, arrgh. 

Someone help me, please pull my checks, I said in mind, and you know I think I managed a smile. Did I?  God knows!

Lak: (laughing) You did a nervous one.

But as far I am aware, I never had a rift with her, Mrs Verma, I thought she liked me, then why, why on earth she wants me to marry a footballer when she very well knows that I hate this game.

For what she is taking revenge on me?? Oh no, is it because I didn’t choose her subject for my PhD?

I was thinking of various possibilities when his Dad granted us the golden ten minutes to know each other. Like seriously what are we supposed to make out from these ten minutes? If ever we get married we are supposed to spend our life with each other and for taking that decision we are given ten minutes, I mean just 600seconds!! How can we, anyways we moved to my room, he followed me? There was silence for a few seconds, and then he said that he is marrying for his family. As if I am dying to marry him, I too am doing this for my family, otherwise who wants to marry, that too this monkey!

Lak: Monkey?? You called the great Laksh Maheswari, the handsome hunk, for whom girls die, a monkey??  Wait, now I am going to know everything, then you see.

He glared her and continued reading.

I faked a smile, then closed my eyes and told him that I hate football. Yes, I do, I hate that game. But I said it on his face, Oh my God!!!

I slowly opened my eyes to see his reaction, I was sure that he would be angry. But you know what, he smiled, YES, he lips turned into a curve, I swear.

I looked at him shocked, I mean, well there is absolutely nothing wrong in hating football because it is personal, still, if anyone comes to me and say that they hate Chemistry I swear, my anger would raise, because Chemistry is my passion, and it is obvious that I would react. That is why I was shocked seeing his reaction because I know football is his passion, of course, it is after all he is the captain. But what to do I loathe the game from childhood, because due to this stupid game, I never got a chance to watch my favourite shows. After knowing that I loathe this game, my friends used to talk about football to me every now and then just to irritate me, but then I would tell them the mechanism behind a complicated organic reaction and they would run away. Messing with me, huh!!

So from my school days, my close friends are those who are interested in Chemistry, because it is the only thing which I like to speak about. Likewise, he too would love to speak about football right, about his defences, his moves, goals, but trust me I won’t bare it even a sec! That is why I told him about the fact that I hate football. But why he smiled??

Lak: Seeing your innocence!

Got it, he said right he is here just because of his family, so no he got a reason to reject me. So he is happy, me too, but there is a small problem, how will I face Mrs Verma tomorrow? I just hope aunty won’t be rude with her for suggesting my name, else I am gone.

I was in my trance when he asked whether there is anything I want to ask, I immediately nodded no. There isn’t anything specific I wanted to ask him, because I knew nothing about him.

He again smiled and led me back to the hall. Papa asked about our decision, I was expecting his rejection but he said he will tell tomorrow. Why tomorrow, oh they won’t agree immediately if he rejects, so he is taking the time. Good. I will wait till tomorrow and then they left. I took a long breath.

See this much happened in a single day, I mean I told on face of the Indian football captain that I hate his game, and you know, he is one of the best players India ever produced!! Poor fellow, his first attempt to marriage is a total failure!

But the fault wasn’t mine, it is due to Mrs Verma.

Anyway good night, I have class tomorrow.

Laksh was laughing like anything!
Lak: God this girl!! Ragini, you are really too much,

He started reading the next page.

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Guys,

How was it?? Did you like the way she wrote her diary, if no, please be frank and if possible give suggestions so that I can improve, because from now on most of the parts would be like this, through her diary?

Awaiting your views,
Enjoy.