❤FALLING IN LOVE❤

why are you disagree?

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Can't find any appropriate song for this chapter...

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It is around 8:00 o'clock in the morning, when my phone rings. I could hardly open my eyes to receive the call...it is Priya.. my college friend.

I say in a sleepy voice, "yeah." she asks, "are you sleeping?" I smile and say "yeah... I was but you woke me up."

She apologises, "really sorry yaar,but I couldn't find the answer of last question, I need your help." I reply curiously, "okay but last question of what?"

She formally informs, "of our assignment", I get up with jolt and ask recalling, "what assignment?" she asks me back
"Raavi,you are joking right?" I reply,"no, seriously I don't know anything about any assignment, please tell me."

She gives me the details,"on Friday, sir gave us questions, we all have to submit the answers tomorrow." Oh god I was busy thinking about that jerk Aarav that day...!!

I plead, "can you please send me questions?" She says,"okay but help me with last one." I promise her to do that...

I jump out of the bed, and get ready in half an hour, meanwhile Priya has already sent me questions for assignment. I go through the questions they are easy so I am relaxed.

I join my parents for breakfast, I sit on a chair that my father joins me wishing me good morning cheerfully, my mom appears from kitchen having plates and spoons in her hands, I help her with those, she serves hot upma and tea to us. We eat breakfast chatting about Kiara's birthday party.

After breakfast, as I am about to get up, my mom reopens my least favourite topic, asks raising her brows,"dear, how was your meeting yesterday?" I reply without looking at her, "it was okay."

My mom giggles and asks, "how was the boy?" Aarav's frame comes into my mind. I shrug and answer, "he is good looking, but not my type?" My mom folds her hands on her chest and asks,"can you make it clear, what type of boy do you like?"

I twitch my lips, "c'mon mom it is not some kind of game, that I have to select the character I like, I just didn't like him." My mom utters calmly, "look dear, he is handsome, earns well, I think you'll be happy with him, what can you expect more?"

Oh god, she is just unbelievable.. I mean what does it mean that if the boy is good looking and rich then I will be happy.. but how???

I look at my dad, expecting him to take my side but he is busy in clearing table, as if he is not listening to my mom.

my mom adds,"don't look at your dad. He agrees with me.", I furrow at my dad, dad glares at my mom. That she smiles,"okay I was kidding but give me proper reason so I can talk to..."

I interrupt her, "you don't need to talk to his family, mom!!" My mom asks in a worried tone, "why?" I glance down to the table nervously biting my nails and mumble, " I got rejected, he told me on my face."

My mom is shocked, well this is totally new  to her, cause until now I was the one who used to reject, now she is eager to know, "tell me everything."

I repeat ,each and every word that, Aarav said to me. Of course mom asks,"what were you wearing." I hesitantly reply, "Saree."

She nods like she understood everything. She utters in a surprisingly calm voice,"it must be your dad's idea, right?." My dad awkwardly smiles at both of us. I was hoping her to be angry but she is not, she clarifies,"if you are wearing Saree and make up, it doesn't mean that you are nonsense and stupid."