~~ Find your soul ~~
Nisha's pov
I 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, I went to my wardrobe to take the saree.
Oh god please make that guy reject me. I will do anything you want.
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Finally I got ready in saree with mumma's help.
You are looking beautiful, Nishu. I am 100% sure that they will like you". Mumma chirped. I made a fake smile.
Picking my handbag, I went outside. Mumma went to the kitchen and I moved to the living room. There baba, Nitya and Nitin were watching the news.
Argh I hate this news.
"Good morning everyone". I greeted and all turned towards me.
"Nishu you are looking great in the saree". Baba said in admiration. I smiled at him.
"Yes di, you should wear sarees a lot. It looks good on you". Nitin said while munching his favourite biscuits .
Bukkad.
"Ya ya it's really easy to say but you are not the one wearing this. I am ok". I taunted, sat beside Nitin and took a biscuit from his plate. He glared at me. But I shrugged and continued eating.
"But Nisha, why can't you wear a designer saree. This saree looks very old Looks like it's from our grandma's age". Nitya joked. Nitin was going to say something but I interrupted him.
"But I like this saree Nitya. Mom, dad and Nitin complimented me and I am happy with that". I said with a fake smile. Nitin was suppressing his laugh beside me. Nitya shrugged and went to her room.
"So Nishu they will come around 4 pm and you should be early okay". Baba said seriously.
"Okay baba". I said and he excused himself to attend to his phone.
"So are you excited to meet my jiju". Nitin asked me. I frowned at him.
"Jiju and who is that". I asked him
"Aree, your future husband is coming to see you na. So he is my jiju right". Nitin replied innocently. I took the pillow next to me and started beating him.
"Di....stop. Please....stop". Nitin begged me and tried to catch the pillow.
"I will stop but promise me that you won't say anything like that".
"I promise". He said, pinching his throat.
"Nishu , Nitya and Nitin come and have your breakfast". Mom shouted from the kitchen and we all went to have breakfast.
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Rohan's pov
I was standing in front of my wardrobe thinking what to wear.
"Blue , red , black , green .. oh god it's so confusing". Letting out a defeated sigh, I sat on my bed. Never in my dreams I thought that this would be so difficult.
I was busy thinking when my phone started ringing. It was from my devil sister Roshni and it is a freaking video call .
Wow I am dead.
Roshni is in London for her final studies. For the last three years she has been there. She is studying fashion designing. First we were reluctant to send her to London but finally agreed because it was her dream.
Shaking away my thoughts I picked the call.
"BHAAII". She screamed and I palmed my ear preventing it from busting.
"You little devil can't you speak normally". I scolded.
"You know I am like this. Okay now leave all these and let's talk about my babhi. So I saw her photo and trust me she is so beautiful". She said with a teasing smile. I bit my cheeks to control my blushing.
"Ya I know". I said in a professional tone.
" Seriously bhai . If you behave like this I am sure that my babhi will spat 'rejected' directly on your face". My eyes widened hearing this.
Will she reject me?
No no how can she reject me. After all, I am one of the most eligible bachelors in Mumbai.
"What are you thinking bhai". Roshni asked me.
"Nothing. Now tell me how your studies and all". I changed the topic.
"It's good and bhai this time is not about me, it's about you. Acha tell me what are you going to wear". She asked, cocking an eyebrow.
"Mmm I don't know" I mumbled.
"Seriously bhai, You didn't even decide what to wear on this special day".
"Yaar I am confused. It's just that.. argh how will I tell you". I was getting mad because of all these emotions.
"Bhai just relax and now tell me".
I took a deep breath to tell her about my feelings
"Roshni, this is the first time that I am going to see a girl for a marriage proposal. So I don't know what to wear to impress her".
"Oho . So the great doctor Rohan Nanda wants to impress my future babhi. Hmm not bad bhai." She teased me
Oh god please help me to escape from this devil.
"Stop teasing me and now help me Roshni". I said.
"Okay okay I will help you. But I want something in return".
Shit I am trapped.
"Okay, tell me what it is," I asked.
Oh god it should not be something costly.
"Hm". She was thinking something deeply and here I was praying to god.
"Ya I got it". She jumped on her bed.
"Okay so you have to buy me a Redmi note 9 pro". says with a smirk.
She is really a devil creature.
"No way. I am not gonna buy it".
It costs nearly 14000 and no way in hell I am going to spend that much money on a stupid phone.
"Oh bhai don't behave like a 'cheapskate'. I just asked for a phone, not some pearl or diamond".
"But it nearly costs 14,000 . Did you hear 14,000 and I am not going to waste my money on that freaking phone" . I said adamantly.
"Okay then I am not gonna help you". Roshni said, showing her famous smirk.
No doubt, she is my own sister.
"Okay I will buy it and now help me" I said and she squealed.
"Bhai, do you have any red shirt in your wardrobe". She asked.
" Wait". I went to my wardrobe and showed a red full sleeve shirt.
"Okay, wear it. You will look handsome". She chirped.
I chuckled " Okay . Thank you"
"You are welcome and don't forget to send me your picture wearing that shirt".
"Sure I will send. Okay Rosh I want to get ready. I am hanging up, see you later and I love you".
" Love you too bye".
I miss my devil so much . Now let's get ready to impress Ms. Nisha.
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After 15 minutes of spending in my washroom, I got ready and stood in front of the mirror to have a final look.
Hm not bad Rohan. It suits you really well.
Then I took a picture and sent it to Roshni.
Within 2 seconds I got a reply. "Oh you are looking sooo handsome. Babhi will surely faint. Best of luck ". I smiled at the message.
I closed my eyes and thought about Nisha .
Come on Rohan, let's see your future bride.
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