The Bride Continued....

         I knew that wishing Soumya is a kind of sin and getting her is quite impossible. But, still I don't know why I was trying for her. May be its love, or lust or a competition.

"Competition" The lady put a exclamatory mark.

Yah, competition. I was trying her but I knew it was not gonna happen. So, in the back of my mind I was just trying for Rahul not to get her.

"And Why is that?"

Because I didn't want Rahul to get such a sweet, nice and beautiful girl. I know I sound stupid but I can't help it. Thats what another reason I am here to say Sorry to him. Sorry for all those silly things that I have done. We are good friends but there was a little bit of competition in everything. I knew that I never gonna get such a beautiful girl in my life and so how can I see that Rahul is on its way to a nice girl like Soumya. Its stupid, isn't it? I said and turned back. The lady gave a sarcastic smile.

"So, whats next?" the lady asked.

I continued:

Their love story started on that spring. Rahul took her phone number and his Phone bill started to have some more zeros. I got lonely. He was either busy in talking her or busy in her thought. I was a kind of lonely and angry. Then something happened. They were getting married but both the families were still waiting for some kind of formal wordings and  rituals. So, soumya's father was somewhat reluctant to Soumya's talking with Rahul  over phone. So, some days later he restricted Soumya for Rahul's call. And, with that the phone lines become free but for a short period of time. Rahul decided to give her a cell phone and it was I who got selected for this ambitious project.

The Bride Continued....

       On the way back to home, I and Rahul both were silent. Rahul was lost in her thoughts, I guess. So I brought him into realty and asked: what did you talk?

“Nothing much” Rahul said.

“So, do you like her? I asked again.

“Hmm, yes, I think.” Rahul answered.

I feel like an axe fell on my sentiments.

Hmm, that’s good. I said with a sarcastic smile and asked: “Will you marry her?”

“Let’s see, I like her, the families will decide” Rahul said.

“She is marvelous. If it wouldn’t have your proposal, I could propose her” I said.

Rahul burst into laughter and said: “hey, bhabi maa samaan hoti he. And for your kind information, marwaris will never give their daughters in non-marwari families.”

We laughed and drove back to home.

For the first time in my life, I thought if I would born into a marwari family so I can offer myself for Soumya. I prayed that I will be vegetarian; I will eat only sweets and ghee; I will never drink alcohol; if Soumya would be mine. At the corner of my heart I knew that’s not possible but I didn’t want to loose hope. So I tried. The first thing I tried is to take Rahul’s mom into confidence.

          Time 1:30 pm. Venue: lunch table. I joined first and Rahul was little late. Rahul’s mom asked me: “So Vijay how is the girl, have you talked to her”.

“She was good. Rahul talked to her” I said.

“So Rahul liked her?” Aunty asked again.

I thought it was the right time to save my dream girl. So I manipulated the answer.

“Hmm, yes, he is. But, I don’t think she is the right girl for her” I said

Aunty promptly asked: “what made you think so?”

“She is general graduate and she is a homely girl. I don’t think she can adjust with Rahul. Rahul is a trendy, modern and extrovert person” I said

“That’s why, I selected her. In life, you need a person to balance and not the person of your type.” Aunty said.

Before I could say something, Rahul entered.

Aunty asked Rahul: “so how is she. Do you like her?”

“Hmm, she is good. But before saying something, I need sometime to know her better” Rahul said.

         That really soothed my mind. Damn, I really have some time to get that girl back and I need to work on this; I said to myself.

The Bride Continued....

              After 7 long minutes of waiting, Soumya entered the room with typical Indian woman attire. She was wearing a saree of dark pink color having silver works at the saree liner. She has kept her hairs open. The very light pink lipstick on her lips and a white bindi on forehead gave her a gorgeous look. The bangles on her hand and the legring was creating a eternal romantic sound that can sooth your pain. I could not take off my eyes from her. She came close to the table and her father introduced her to us. She put the tea plate on the table and made an eye contact with Rahul and me too. Her black eyes and the pink eye liner on them were the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. If anything called ‘Love at first sight’ is there, that’s this one, I could bet. She sat in front of Rahul and gave a smile to him. I looked at Rahul and prayed to god “please god, make Rahul to reject her”. My conscience again came to the scene and thrashed me badly. Rahul started talking with her sidelining me. "Bastard", I said not loud of course. Her father asked Soumya to take Rahul to her room. "Another Bastard", I thought. Rahul went with Soumya leaving me with the aliens. Her father got a chance to complete his question bank and I answered all of them. After 10 minutes, they came back. As soon as I spotted Rahul, I asked: can we leave? Rahul said: sure.

And we left her place.

     Rahul said bye to Soumya and exchanged a sweet smile with her. I could just see her smiling face. Damn!!!!!!.