It's love, isn't it?

8. Mom's Minions

Twinkle's POV

"Mom, I'm home", I shouted happily, kicking open the front door with my foot, as my hands were full of my case files. Balancing my files and laptop in my arms, I tried not to bang the door too hard, but that resulted in me loosing my footing a little bit. So I hopped on one foot to make myself stable.

I was really excited today.....well I'm mostly always excited, but today I was gazillion times more excited than the 'always excited' state! Guess what? I WON THE CASE!! I had been working on it for 1 month, trying to gather evidence. But because the defendant was a close relative of some politician, it was really hard to find someone to testify. All the witnesses we found were miraculously winning Europe Tour tickets, and going off the radar. Even though it was as clear as RO purified water that the witnesses were being bribed, or maybe threatened, the judge was also powerless. He couldn't give a verdict without enough incriminating evidence.

But last week we had a major breakthrough, as Mr. Ankit, one of the employees of our firm managed to get a CCTV recording. Since we didn't want another 'Oops! Now Mr. Ankit has settled abroad' moment, I pleaded the judge to refer this case to a Fast Track Court.

And today we finally won the case!! Oh god! I can't stop thinking about it.

"Mom!! You know I won the case today when.....", I stopped abruptly looking up at the three pairs of scrutinizing eyes. First of all is my bestie Avni, a teasing smile adorning her face, as next to her was Kavitha Aunty, eyes as wide as teacups. I guess my little salsa with the door weirded her out. And on the opposite sofa was mama, an expression of nonchalance on her face.

"Ahem....Namaste Aunty", I greeted folding my hands. I guess it took a moment for her eyes to forget my epic entry and greet me back. Couldn't mom have called me before to tell me that Aunty is visiting. She could have warned me at least when I was busy with the door.

I sat down on the sofa beside mom, fiddling with my thumbs.

One second

Two seconds

Three freaking seconds

Oh god......This is so awkward. Why aren't they speaking anything!? Am I supposed to start a conversation?? Shit shit shit......I'm not at all good at starting conversations. Mom and Avni are fine, but Kavitha Aunty is like the mohalle-waali-aunties we see memes about. Mostly Avni informs me the topic towards which she'll be directing the entire conversation. Hell sometimes even I have to prepare my lines in advance; provided she gives me a chance to speak something apart from an occasional achha....haanji...bilkul etc.

Think Twinkle, think. No no no........stop thinking and start speaking. Suddenly an idea struck my awesome mind.

"Hey Avni, you had that important form naa for filling which you said you needed my help. When's the deadline?", I asked Anvi, putting on the most serious face I could, glaring hard, trying to convince her to support my lie.

"Oh yeah! Thaaaat one", she said playing along. Great! I performed a chicken dance....obviously mentally, not physically. I believe Aunty has seen her share of dances for today.

"Don't worry about it Twinkle. You tell me many times to try to fill my forms myself, so I tried and voila! It turned out to be pretty easy."

WHAT!!

"Et tu, Brute?", I whispered lightly, looking at my treacherous friend....rather ex-friend. I so want to wrap my fingers around this now-grinning snake's neck and give it a tight squeeze. I really didn't see this coming.

But this doesn't seem like the end. Her grin is getting wider and wider and changing more into a smirk. Her smirk is directly proportional to my trepidation. Something really bad is going to happen.

Proving my intuition to be true, she drops the bomb.

"Oh and Leela Aunty was just telling us about how you have agreed to go on a date, to meet a potential groom of yours."

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"When mom?", I said almost inaudibly, trying to save myself from the impending torture.

"Beta you said that after your important case you'll be serious about your marriage and at least meet the people I've selected .", answered mom successfully providing evidence of my innocent mistake. I remember I told her I'll 'THINK' about all this marriage and stuff. It's like she records everything I speak in a diary and whenever needed, the diary magically provides her ammunition against me.

"Congrats by the way. I'm proud of you."

"Huh, What?", I asked mom quizzically.

"You won an important case today right?"

Oh yeah! I had forgotten. Yay me!!

Before I could reply or get lost in my not-exciting-anymore victory, Kavitha Aunty started talking to me; me only using my head for nodding.

And as she went on and on about how I needed someone to take care of me, to share my life with and blah blah, all I could hear was my doom snapping its fingers and mocking me, "I am inevitable."

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Hey fellas!🙋‍♀️

Really sorry for the very very late update. I wish I could blame it all on the assignments and online classes. 😅😅

But I can't, so I'll blame it on this quarantine instead, for making me lazy!😂

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