And We Met Again

Point Of View: Karan

I got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around me when my mother came into my room with a lot of pictures of girls. She wants me to get married and settled down. So whenever I come home, marriage proposals start to shower.

“Karan, are you free? Take a look at these pictures. These girls are highly qualified that even can accompany you in your work or live with you. “with this, she started showing me the girls she liked. But I didn’t even glance at those pictures and continued to wear my pajama and t-shirt. It's not like I don’t want to get married but my heart didn’t want any of these girls.

“mum” I took pictures from her hand and put it in the trash can “ I don’t want to get married now. I just want to focus on my work and that's it” with this announcement my mother looked disappointed so I wrapped my around her and hugged her slightly and she sighed.

As I was about to say further, dad called me “ Karan, beta, come down soon. Look! Who is here” he seemed very excited in his voice so I and maa went down.

Rajesh's uncle was sitting on the sofa. I instantly recognized him. He often come to our house when I was a child and always bring a lot of candies for me. He always stated me as the apple of his eye.

After some years, I had to leave the city for further studies and have my apartment there to live. After many years I was meeting him again. I ran towards him and hugged him tightly and he hugged me back with the same enthusiasm. And we started to catch up from where we left off. Until then mum came with tea and sat beside us.

After listening to my lifestyle and work he said, “ so, when are you planning to get married? “

I put my hand on my forehead. Again the same question which I was avoiding but mother’s eyes shone when she heard the question as she was ready to attack me with those girls' pictures again.

“I also want to know. I have shown him pictures of a lot of girls but he doesn’t like anyone”

Hearing this my uncle thought something and took out his phone from his pocket and search for something and showed it to my mother “ sister-in-law, how is this girl? She is my niece and earning very well.” My mother took the phone started to admire the girl’s beauty and showed it to dad. He also looked impressive with her beauty. Then my mother showed me the picture. I took the phone unwillingly but when I saw the picture I was stunned.

My mother started to ask a question about the girl to uncle. But whatever she was asking I knew the answers. I was looking at the face which not only stole my heart years ago but also broke my trust and shattered it into pieces. I was looking at the picture of my first love and last foe.

The next day, I was sitting in her house waiting for her to show up. After a while, she showed me a tray of tea and wearing a white suite with a colorful dupatta. A strand of her loose hair was falling on her face escalating her beauty dangerously.

Shit!!! She was looking damn beautiful. And then she looked at me. Her surprised eyes told me what exactly she was thinking but whatever she was thinking was starting from ‘FUCK’. How I don’t know. I was the one who taught her this.

She was naïve and full of shyness when I first met her. Whenever I cursed in front of her she always looked at me surprisingly and asked to for meaning. I always smiled at her innocence. Fuck!!! I wanted to kiss her lips at times whenever she asked.

finally, at our special moment, I told her the meaning of all the cursed words and surprisingly she took it very calmly and tried to say those words like a little kid trying to speak. But now she was standing in front of me confidently burying her thunder in her mind.