Loving The Wrong Guy I ✔

The New Beginning

Aditya

"How were your exams?" Alia's dad asked me, drinking his tea.

It was two weeks later after dad announced that her parents were in the city that we finally met. It was odd. I mean what were they doing for two weeks? Well, probably planning on killing Us. Alia and I. Or, I.

Alia was so focused on her studies that for some hours she would forget about it. But I? I always played a conversation with her parents in circles. To convince them I was a good and fine person for marrying their daughter.

Yes. I have decided to get married to her. That night when we had a long conversation about our future, she showed her worry about me leaving her and forgetting. I knew promises can be broken and relationship too but taking things to the unexpected path was going to assure her of my love to her. Leaving for abroad after engaging with her seemed so beautiful and good promise too.

And so, my mind was thumping. How was I going to ask her parents? And should I ask my parents? Bhai?

I was so scared. I knew my family wouldn't let me take the responsibility of engagement on my shoulder. So I just broke it to Bhai right before the dinner between our families.

I had it all under control until I am lost it. Fucking whole family if the universe is here. It's a big private dinner. Well, it's big if there are twelve people around me.

"It went well," I answered and looked at Bhai who had an amused look on his face. He was enjoying it. After all, he challenged me that I wouldn't be able to talk to Alia's parents all by myself and I will resort to seeping help of Dad. It was far more difficult and dangerous. I couldn't afford heart-attack twice in a row. What if I didn't survive the first one itself to have another while talking to Alia's parent.

"Dad, early this morning Aditya got the letter. He got accepted in Princeton too. He had worked so hard for it all. You know the ratio is 1 in 900 of getting into Harvard. He is the one in 900." Alia started the banter and it was so embarrassing. I was already trying to keep up. What if her parents weren't considering me smart enough and Alia is gushing of me like that? In front of all? What's gotten into you?

I just stare her in pity.

And you loved the wrong guy.

"Mom. He plays basketball too. Best in our college." she added looking at me with assuring smile. I just shake my head.

Basketball is cool among us, not parents, babe.

"That's so nice. So have you decided where you are going? Harvard or Princeton?" Uncle asked.

"Well... I haven't given much thought to.. To what I am exactly about to do... " I said looking at Shia's prying eyes. I looked at dad who was looking at me intently. I stopped right there as I lost my words.

"Of course, Harvard. Sambhav has few connections there which will help him find the path or more like keeping him in the path. He could join the various building programs with his connections. It will be simple. " Dad said and I shook my head and smiled.

I don't need that's connection. What will Alia's parent think of me? It would seem I am incapable.

Oh god, maybe I am.