Ch8 Arranged Marriage Meeting

Gurmeet’s family comes to see Alisha. Their fathers were childhood friends. And Gurmeet’s father wanted to make her his daughter-in-law. The family arranges the meeting of Alisha and the aspiring bridegroom. Alisha’s mother goes to her room to call her.

‘But I don’t want to marry him, mom,’

‘You do not have to,’ said Alisha’s mom calmly. ‘But at least meet him once,’

Alisha comes out and sits next to Gurmeet, holds his hand and kisses him on cheeks. Boy’s mother started taking deep breaths. His father was startled. And his sister smirked and said ‘have some control bhabi abhi se hi?'.

‘Itne haseen hai yeh, hum kaise karein intezaar; badi derse aye hai, hum kaise na karein pyaar’.

‘He is so beautiful, how I can have control over myself; he has come after so long, how can I stop loving him’.

Everyone got shocked. Alisha’s father was dumbfounded.

‘So shall we start the meeting,’ said Alisha.

‘We should let the children talk in private,’ boy’s uncle said.

‘But uncleji, something else is done in privacy na?’ Alisha smiled.

‘So shall we go and start in private, Gurmeet?’

Gurmeet ‘the aspiring bridegroom’ was looking quite embarrassed but was enjoying all this at the same time. But he never let anyone

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know this through his facial expressions.

‘So who is your favourite actress Gurmeet, Sunny or Mia?’ Alisha asked in a very notorious way.

All were shocked. Uncleji started comparing both actresses in his thoughts while aunty Ji asked ‘Mia is a new actress? Our son is not at all interested in Bollywood Hindi movies; he only sees Angregi movies like Spiderman and Jurassic Park since childhood.’

‘I know what else he likes since childhood,’ Alisha smirked.

‘Enough is enough, Balwant. Your daughter is just like you. I thought she would have bhabiji’s saintly qualities. I don’t want this type of daughter-in-law,’ his childhood friend looked a little disturbed and embarrassed.

All left the place leaving Alisha and her family alone. Alisha’s mother sensed her husband’s anger and dragged her inside the room.

‘This could be dealt gently, Alisha. Never mind, what is the use of crying over spilled milk?’ said Alisha’s mother.

‘Love you mom,’ Alisha hugged her mother.

‘But do not repeat this again,’ her mother said.

Her mother was not at all upset because she had faced the same thing and was married at a young age. In fact, she supported her daughter and told her not to worry and concentrate on studies and her future.