The Right Guy by Tarun Vikash

Author:Tarun Vikash [Vikash, Tarun]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9789357086417
Publisher: Penguin Random House India Private Limited
Published: 2024-07-10T00:00:00+00:00

15

I was in Chennai and Avni had not even come to pick me up at the airport. Bala had come with me but had left early morning. He had to meet his cousins. His parents were in the US, inviting their relatives to his marriage. Yes, Bala’s marriage was fixed and he had not slept for the last three days.

‘I am coming to meet you’, I messaged Avni. She had told me not to call.

‘No, please don’t come now. Amma Appa are here’, Avni replied.

‘You told me you want me to meet your Amma Appa. Now, you are saying no. Is your brain all right?’

‘Shut up. You guys don’t understand anything’.

‘What?’

‘Relax Dhruv. We will take this slowly’.

‘Avni, I hope I won’t be in a problem if people see me with you here’.

‘Dhruv Mehta, you are in Chennai. Not even a mosquito knows you here. Rather, I should be scared of being seen with you’.

Avni made sense.

‘I am coming to meet you soon. Bye’.

I changed into my home clothes and played Hanuman Chalisa. I feel nice and peaceful when I hear it. After thirty minutes, I heard a knock at the door. I ran to the door with a smile. Avni stood there holding three boxes.

‘Sorry, ma’am. Not interested. Try another door,’ I said.

‘Very funny,’ she said and entered.

‘What’s in these boxes?’

‘These are sweets,’ she said.

‘Oh my god, I love sweets, let’s eat—’

Avni slapped my hand away.

‘No. Don’t even touch it. You have to bring these to my home.’

‘Huh? Who does this?’

‘You are coming to my home for the first time. Amma’s friends are coming tomorrow.’

‘So, I should not come to meet your parents?’

‘You have to come tomorrow to my house. Amma wanted you to meet them.’

‘Are you serious?’

‘Everything I had never thought of is finally happening. So, be happy.’

‘Do your mom’s friends speak Hindi? I can’t learn Tamil overnight.’

‘They speak a little. And you should learn Tamil, now that we’ll be married.’

‘I will learn and speak better than you. After all, Tamil is the world’s most ancient language.’

‘Wow, you know that?’

‘That is our history. We must know that.’

‘Tomorrow, you have to be at my house at 11 a.m.’

‘Just wait,’ I said and got up. I pulled out all the clothes from my suitcase that Bala had chosen personally for me. He said that I would look cool in these. Avni fumed looking at them.

‘You don’t like them?’ I asked.

‘You don’t have a dhoti kurta?’

‘Avni, why would I have that?’

‘Because you are coming in a dhoti kurta.’

‘Not again. You know that I feel uncomfortable.’

‘And please don’t wax your legs this time.’

‘Even if I do, how will you know? I am not going to fold the dhoti like South Indians do.’

‘Then how will you sit on my Scooty?’

‘Go to hell. I am coming in a cab.’

‘They will loot you, Dhruv. I have some work here. I will pick you up while returning.’

‘Are you mad? If I come in a dhoti on a Scooty, people will laugh at me.’

‘I will be in a saree.

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