Chapter 2 chapter 2

After two weeks:

"Mom, I have a meeting to attend yet. I'll be late, " I tell mom and hear her sigh on other side. I don't hear her nag or voice for next forty five seconds making me wonder if she cut the call in anger. But, my father's voice on the other side proves me wrong.

"Fine Bujji, All the best for your meeting. But, don't forget to clear all your schedule tomorrow because no reason of yours will work tomorrow." Dad warns and I nod my head in understanding but then realize that he can't see me. So, I clear my throat once and say a small okay! After which I cut the call and rush towards the meeting room.

The meeting goes as planned and an extension of deadline is given to make the project theme better as all the ideas were either routine or boring...

"Nisha, clear my schedule for tomorrow and don't call on my private number until and unless it's life-death situation, " I order and she looks at me quizzically. Never in my career so far have I given her that order but if I'm meeting him then let's do it the right way...

"Why? If I may ask Mam, " my secretary Nisha asks and I sigh.

"I'm meeting a guy, " I tell her and she squeals.

"Oh my god! Is it tinder love or Hypster love or..."

Hearing her recall all dating apps, I laugh off cutting her in middle. It's an arrange marriage proposal Nisha. I clear her confusion and now she looks at me as if I'm an alien from a different planet.

"What?" I ask suddenly self conscious at her stare.

An arrange marriage proposal? She questions and I nod my head not understanding what the fuss was all about.

Fuck Keerti! This is 21st century and you still want to go for a traditional approach? When you have men falling at your feet?? She asks really confused and I sigh at how her professionalism went out of window.

Nisha has been my best friend from grade 3 and when we joined this work together with me as her boss and she my PA, she insisted that we follow professionalism and now I just had to tell her one happening thing of my life and she's thrown all her inhibitions out...

My parents marriage was an arranged too and I want a bond just like theirs and I don't mind going for arranged marriage as long as my spouse and I share a bond like my parents. You also know that I don't believe in finding your match in dating apps only thing you can find in them is horny strangers ready for sex.

That's so not true she contradicts and I lift my hands in surrender as she's an active participant in these apps wanting to meet the Mr.Right through one of them...

"All the best on your first meeting!" She wishes hugging me while I hug her back hoping this meeting goes well.

Vinay's POV:

It seems I'm not the only one who doesn't want to marry because she has been postponing the meeting for as long as now.

Unlike everytime, I didn't waste time. Instead I've gathered all her information from Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, Pinterest, Tumblr and what not. I must say she's very active on all her social accounts.

Though she has privacy on downloading her pictures, I've taken screenshots of many and then cropped it using snapseed. I don't know why I'm stalking her accounts without even meeting her.

My intuition tells me that I can try things out with this girl but she's a very outgoing extrovert and I'm her opposite lonely introvert. I don't think our compatibility can ever match because I don't know anything except family, gym, kitchen and my two buddies from grade 1 who have struck to me until now while she seems to have a big circle of friends...

Even if we can work out other stuff what about her reaction when she comes to know that I don't want to work? I'm not the stereotypical robot of this world and without her understanding this simple logic, we can never work out.

I just hope that either she accepts me with all of my flaws or directly reject me instead of laughing at me like my family does...

"What will you do?" I ask looking at her cropped picture on my phone...

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"Hey! I'm Keerti." She greets sitting in front of me while I give her a broad smile finally seeing her in front of me.

"Hello! I'm Vinay" I wish starting the conversation but she just rolls her eyes making me look at her quizzically.

Of course, I know that. My dad has been telling your name from past two weeks non-stop, she says making me wonder if it's a positive or negative remark. I settle with the former to boost my male ego.

We start talking about our childhood, likes and dislikes in food, sports, entertainment, movies, technology and what not. Keerti seems to be an easy person to speak with and I wonder when was the last time I spoke to someone this comfortably.

"What do you do?" She asks me the only question that I've been dreading all evening. No, not because I'm ashamed of myself but because even at twenty eight, I don't know what to make out of my education. I'm a merit student and a gold medalist but these ranks and marks doesn't give me satisfaction that I'm looking for. Neither does dad's company give me happiness...

Honesty, is the best policy and so I tell her the truth that I live off my father's money and I don't do anything.

Her reaction isn't what I expected it to be. I thought that my intuition was correct and that she was the one, but seems like I've judged her quickly because she laughs and mocks me for my laziness in front of the whole restaurant making me feel low for the first time in life with no defence to protect myself...

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"Noooo, " I scream waking up with sweat covering my forehead. It was just a dream, I tell myself but it felt so damn real. Is this some indication about today's happening??