~~What is meant to be will always find its way ~~
Nisha's pov
Finally, my last class, according to the schedule, got over. I went to my table and started to pack my things while thinking about Baba's words. One thing I know is that he was really serious.
Huh, whatever it is ,let's face it.
I was standing in the parking area waiting for Nitin. After 10 minutes he came. I settled myself in the passenger seat and he started the car to our home.
"Di, how was your day?" Nitin asked me while driving.
"Oh, it was normal like always. Projects , assignments , meetings like that. " I replied while taking the water bottle from my bag.
"Di, why can't you spare those poor children from these projects and all. Let them enjoy some time with their friends and their family. " He said, and I looked at him while gulping down the water .
"Oh, Nitin, these projects , assignments are needed for their academic studies, not for my happiness. Sometimes I also feel bad, seeing their difficulties but what can I do? It's only for their future and my dear brother remember half of your assignments were done by me. " I said, pointing my finger at him.
"Okay, I give up. No one can win over your argument di". We both laughed. Then I thought to ask about the morning matter.
"Um Nitin, do you know about the matter which Papa wants to tell me?" I asked with curious eyes.
"No di. I have no idea. " He replied by shrugging his shoulders.
I sighed and looked outside. Whatever the matter is, I have a feeling that it is going to change my life completely.
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Finally we reached our apartment. I stepped out of the car with my handbag. Nitin went to park his car. He came back, and we both got into the lift, and I pushed the button, which led to our flat. The ping sound reaches our ears, and we both step out from the lift. Nitin knocked on the door, and after a few seconds, mumma opened the door for us.
"Oh, you both came," Mumma said. I sat on the couch, keeping my handbag on the side. Nitin went to his room to sleep.
"Nishu beta , tired." Mumma asked, sitting beside me. I nodded and kept my head on her lap. She smiled and started massaging my head. I smiled and hummed due to the sensational feeling. After a few minutes, she stopped in which I groaned.
"Nishu, go and fresh n up. You will feel better. " She said and patted my cheeks. I nodded and went to my room.
I placed my handbag on the bed and put my mobile in charge. Turning to my cupboard, I took my T and pajamas and went to the washroom. After 15 minutes of showering, I felt relaxed. Then I decided to go to the kitchen.
Mumma was busy making aloo parathas and dal for dinner. I went towards her.
"Ma, let me help you." I offered her.
"No need beta. You are tired, na. So go and take rest. " She retorted gently.
Oh my sweet ma.
"Now I am okay, ma. I have no problem. So I will make parathas and you make dal okay". She smiled and nodded. I made my hair in a bun and started cooking.
I love cooking a lot. It's one of my hobbies too. During my free time, I will try new recipes which I saw from YouTube. Most of them will be disasters, but I will try again and again .
Practice makes a man perfect.
The doorbell rings, which announce the arrival of Baba. It was 8 pm. So it will probably be Baba. I washed my hands and went to the living room. Opening the door, I saw a tired Baba. He smiled at me and entered. I took his bag and kept it on the table. Then I went to the kitchen to take water and I gave it to him. He drank it and returned me the glass.
"Nishu, I told you na I wanted to say something in the evening." He asked me, and I nervously nodded.
"First, go and sit." I sat on the couch in front of him. Mumma comes from the kitchen with dinner and keeps it on the table. Baba looked at her and nodded. She came and sat next to Papa. Nitin comes out from his room in his T and shorts . I nervously smiled at him. He sat next to me and gripped my hands.
Baba cleared his throat . We all looked at him.
"Nishu, so the thing is that, a few days before I met my business partner, Mr. Raj Nanda. He is one of the top businessmen in Mumbai, and he was the one who helped me when we were facing loss in our business. That day he told me about you and said that he liked you even his family and now he asked your hand in marriage for his son Rohan. " Baba informed me, making me shocked.
Marriage this soon. I was not at all ready for this step. I never thought about it either. But how did he know about me?
"Baba, but how does he know me? First time I have heard his name also" I asked him.
"Nishu, you are working in his college. He is the trustee of the college. One day, he saw you at college and liked you. Then he searched about you and he came to know that you are my daughter. " Papa said to me
"Oh."
Trustee, but I never saw him.
He liked me . How ?
Oh god, what will I do?
"Nishu, the day after tomorrow, he will come with his family to see you. So be ready. " Baba put another bomb on me. My eyes went wide, and my jaw dropped down. Nitin chuckled at my reaction, and I glared at him.
"Wow, my di is getting married. Now I should prepare some dance so that I can perform it at your wedding. " and he started laughing. I narrowed my eyes and slapped on his bicep.
"Ouch, di. Why did you slap me ?". Nitin asked, rubbing his bicep.
"Hello, I don't even agree with this proposal .Then why are you thinking about dancing and all? "
"Nishu, you will agree to this because he is a gentleman , a doctor , good-looking, and also belongs to a good family." Mumma said.
"Di, he is a doctor. You are so lucky, yaar," He teased, holding my shoulder. I looked at him and shrugged away his hands. Then I looked at Mumma and Baba.
"Guys, I need some time to adjust with this." I told them.
"Okay. You take your time. Now let's go for dinner." Mumma told us, and we went towards dinner area for our supper.
I was lying on the bed thinking about Baba's words.
Marriage is a huge responsibility. I don't know whether I am ready to take it.
I jumped from the bed and went to the balcony. Stars were shining brightly in the sky.
"God, I am scared . I don't want to be betrayed . Marriage means trust , love, and everything. I don't know whether I can love him. Please help me. "
~~Nothing can break the invisible thread between two people who are meant to be ~~Rohan's pov"There was a minor block in his heart. But we removed it through surgery. Now, the patient is fine. We will shift him to the ICU for observation.After explaining the patient's condition to his relatives, I went to my cabin.After throwing my dirty scrubs to the dustbin, I washed my face and hands. The surgery was a hectic one. It took two more hours.Thank god everything went fine.I removed my coat and placed it on the couch. Sitting on my rolling chair, I took another patient's file to study about him. I was busy reading when my phone started ringing.It was from mom. I frowned at seeing it because she never used to call me during work time. I sighed and picked up the call."Monu."Fuck this name."Yes Ma". I tried to sound sweet."Monu, when will you come home today?". I frowned at this question as she knew when I would come."Mom what type of question is this, you know when I am coming
~~ Find your soul ~~Nisha's povI was getting ready for my college when Mumma barged into my room."Nishu, what are you wearing?". She asked, looking at me from head to toe."What is wrong with this dress Ma". I questioned back in confusion because I was wearing simple descent anarkali and I didn't find any problem with it."Oh god this girl !. Nishu did you forget. Today the Nanda family is coming to see you. So go and change into a saree".Oh shit I totally forgot about it.God what will I do?"But mumma why saree. This dress is nice na." I love sarees but it will take an hour for me to wear them. That's why I am always preferring salwars , anarkalis over sarees."Nishu, this dress is good. But today is special. So you should look more beautiful. And sarees really suit you beta. So go and change".Beautiful...My foot. I want them to reject me ."But mumma it is really hard to wear a saree ". I whined."I will help you Nishu. Now go and take that pink saree". Like a defeated child,
" If there is someone for me , I am sure that she is the one "Rohan's povWe were heading to Gupta uncle's house. I was the one driving. Me , dad and mom in one car. Bhai, Navya and Tara in another car. Tara was adamant to come with me. But Navya handled her in her own ways. Of course Moma's ways."Rohan you should behave well with them okay". Dad advised me."I will dad and I am not a kid". I replied being annoyed."Yes Raj. Stop teaching him. He is my son and I know he will do great there". Mom said, patting my shoulders."Ya ya only your son". Dad mocked mom.Mom glared at him and he raised his hands like a scared cat. I smiled seeing their childish fights. ...............................By 3:45 we reached their apartment building. Bhai's car also came after two minutes. Tara ran towards me and I picked her up."Chachu , are we going to see Chachi?". Ta
" True friends are never apart , maybe in distance but never in heart ". Nisha's povI was sitting at my table, preparing notes for the next class when my phone started ringing. It was my best friend Meera. She is a gynaecologist.Why is she calling now?Sighing, I picked up the call."Hel..""YOU MS. NISHA GUPTA, YOU ARE DEAD TODAY. GET READY FOR YOUR FUNERAL GIRLLL ". Meera yelled on the other side."Meera, are you okay? Why are you behaving like this". I asked, thinking the reason for her madness."Oh now you are acting like a saint. Nisha we will be waiting for you at our steady place. You should be there by 4. Otherwise you will be killed in my own hands. See you"."Hello".Did she just cut the call?. Why did she behave like that? Did I do something wrong?My thoughts were broken by another call. It was from my brother. I picked it."Hello Nitin""Di when your class will be finished. So I can pick you up.""Um Niti
" When someone's happiness is your happiness, That is love "Rohan's povI was in my cabin thinking about Nisha. Her cute gestures , simplicity and that ' Suniye' word (Oh god it sounded sexy). I was smiling foolishly when I heard a throat clearing sound. I looked up and saw my dear friend Adarsh smirking down at me .Fuck, he saw me."So what is this smiling and all huh ". Adarsh asked, taking his seat in front of me."Wait a minute. What are you doing in my cabin". I questioned back in annoyance."I came here to know the details about yesterday". He said."There is nothing about yesterday. We just talked to each other, said yes and went home. That's it. Now go away". I ordered pointing towards the door."I won't go, my friend, until you say everything to me". He said while taking some patient's file. I snatched it from his hands and glared at him."Rohan, I saw a different change in you. You are looking happy today. Always
Third person's povAround five Nisha came home and ran towards her room to get ready for the date. Last night her mother Geetha gave a lot of advice regarding dressing.Conservative mind.So according to her mother's words she chose a simple perfect dress .After 15 minutes of bathing , she started to wear her dress. It was a chiffon floral dress which reached till her ankles. Then she started doing makeup. Applying kajal and lip gloss she finished. Picking her sling bag she wore her new heels since her soon to be husband is so tall.On the other side Rohan was busy planning a surprise for Nisha. After the treat, he decided to take her for a beach date . A small smile was playing on his lips thinking about her reaction. Giving a last glance to himself through the mirror, he wore his shoes and went outside.His mother and father gave him best wishes while Navya and Rajiv teased the hell out of him. Tara simply ordered him to bring her favourite chocolates for her.Well kids are kids.R
" Lack of communication ruins everything because instead of knowing how the other person is feeling we just assume"Nisha's pov"Do you have any girlfriends". I blurted out mistakenly. I closed my mouth with my palm and looked at him with wide eyes. Rohan choked on his drink and looked at me in shock.Nisha, what have you done?"Excuse me. What did you just asked". Rohan asked in amusement.Oh Nisha you are gone."Nothing". I replied and continued eating my noodles."Nisha no need to get embarrassed and yes I had girlfriends". He said emphasising the word 'had'."Oh" That's all I replied.Why not? He is good looking, handsome , tall , and rich."Nisha, are you okay?" Rohan asked. I nodded and looked down at my plate."Nisha I know it will be awkward to discuss the relationships of your future husband but it's necessary so it will not affect our future". He explained
" Love your parents and treat them with loving care. For you will only know their value when you see their empty chair "Nisha's pov" Oh Meera , I told you na . I will surely inform you about the dates". I told her for the 10th time." Hm that's better . Now go and get ready . Bye". She hanged up.Actually I was sleeping peacefully , when this idiot called me . She called me to get the details of the date. Along with that , I also informed about today's program . Then she started threatening me to inform the dates , so that she can tell to the gang and prepare everything .All are interested in getting me married"Nishu beta" Mumma yelled from outside." Haan mumma". I shouted and opened the door" Nishu you.. my god you didn't even changed your dress yesterday". Mumma asked in shock . I looked her in embarrassment" Actually mumma I was really tired . S