A girl, Priyanka Chopra, being one of the friendliest and down-to-earth human is the one who loves equality. But is the world also fair to her ? Do they also equal the amount of her love and care ? Her depression and sucidial thoughts are ceased whe...
As I returned home from my college, I laid on the bed. I was so tired. My every joint was aching. Oh, thank God, my exam went well. I was smiling, just a little curve spread across my lower half of face. I went to take a shower.
After I returned, I heard the bell ringing. I went downstairs. There I saw my dad coming in. My mom and I, both of us, asked him the reason for coming before the ending time of his job. He narrated to us that his boss did a fraud and now all the employees got fired from jobs. He was sobbing. My mother, for the first time ever, consoled him. Although it was an emotional scene but I was glad to see my parents together after a lot of time, finally! I went back upstairs, allowing my parents to have a bit of their personal time.
I went to sleep. I saw a dream which possessed of my visit to a foreign country. There were tall buildings. Some random people. Someone called out my name. Once, twice, thrice... my dream began to subside. At last, I recognised that it was my mother who was waking me up. I opened my eyes, partially, still in the state of sleeping.
"Yes, mom?" "We both wanted to have an important talk with you. For that, can you please hurry up a bit and wash your face?" I followed her commands. As I came and sat infront of them, my mother began:
"Look, honey. As you know that your father have been unemployed. You know very well that his job was the only source of income we all three had, right? It's very difficult for both of us to make you study anymore. We are really really sorry but yes, we have to stop your education, over here. You can finish your exams and then stop it. For the meantime, both of us will try to search for ways of earning in order to get food. Okay?"
I was horrified by the thought of it but I did completely understand them, their reasons.
The topic closed over here.
Just as the sun had set, my thoughts followed the happenings of the day, pondering about them. The cold weather outside attracted me towards the terrace. When I reported there, I saw Nick on the door, dressed in a grey pant coat and black shirt, along with jet black shoes. He exceeded in beauty, looking like a true gentleman. I couldn't take off my eyes from him. He looked so, so handsome!
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His attention diverted towards me. His eyes all focused upon me. I became nervous, also ashamed of myself. I thought to myself that I had no right to look over other men when I had my own Haider or else it'll be so unloyal of me. But now, the same thing happened. I turned over my back and initialized to go inside when he called out,
"Hey, Priyanka? Listen..."
I turned over and he asked me to come downstairs. I expressed anger all over my face but upon his insistence, I went downstairs. I discovered that my parents had slept. After a while, I was standing infront of him, face to face. He sat on one leg and from his back ( or I don't know how magically ) a bright-coloured red came and he proposed me. With a solemn and serious voice, with a mix of romance and much more, he spoke,
"I LOVE YOU"
This wasn't the first time someone had proposed me but I smiled at it. I completely felt like a person betraying her bf but also on the contrary, my heart called out your ex-bf. Before any of my response, my parents came out. My fate always repeated things, I don't know why. My mother slapped me hard on my face, my father getting red. This time Nick defended me,
"No aunty. Please. Listen over here. I love your daughter wholeheartedly. I really love her so much. She is beautiful inside out. She looks like an angel and is sweet like honey. I actually want to marry her. I am not a roadside Romeo. Please, please, will you give me your daughter's hand?"
I don't know why, how, or anything about this but a smile had risen upon my parents' faces. Wow. They insulted Haider who had eliminated all my worries and depression in two months while they are smiling on a guy whom I, myself, met two days ago. Woahhh! This is totally unfair. With me. With my lover. With my love. My father replied,
"Ok, we accept your proposal.You can marry our daughter. "
