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He descended the stairs, rolling his sleeves up, showing his delicious arms with veins protruding sexily, his mother saw him and grabbed his hand as soon as he reached the last steps, dragging him towards the couch in living room where numerous photos were scattered on the table.
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His dadi was also sitting there, he touched her feet and kissed her forehead.
"Jeeta reh mera bacha" Amruta (his grandmother) blessed him.(live long my child!)
"Chal aa jaldi aur baith, kuch ladkiya finalize ki hain tere liye, in mein se ek choose krle" His mother ordered, and sat in front of him with her hands folded on her chest, giving him a narrow eyed smile that says 'try to avoid this, I dare you'.(Come quickly and sit down, there are some girls we have finalised for you, pick from one of them.)
"Maa maine kaha na mujhe abhi aur 2-4 saal ka time chahiye, abhi meri itni saari duties baaki hai, in sab ke beech main ek nayi zimmedaari nahi utha sakta" He said with a sigh, his voice almost sounded frustrated.
(Mother, I said I need 2-4 more years of time, I still have so many duties left, I cannot take up a new responsibility amidst all this)
"DO CHAAR SAAL? TU PAGAL HO GAYA HAI KYA? Tu ho rha hoga waqt ke saath jawan par mujhe aur tere baba ko apne pota poti ki shakal dekhne hai tabhi hum sukoon se mar sakenge" His mother exclaimed, making him wince at her 'marne wali baat'.
(TWO/FOUR YEARS? HAVE YOU GONE MAD? you might be getting younger by time but me and your father is getting old! We want to see your children's face before dying, then we can peacefully embrace death!)
"Maa aap pehle to ye marne maraane ki baatein band karein, kuch nhi hoga aap logon ko" He sat on the ground beside her knees.(First of all, don't talk about dying and all, nothing will happen to you both of you!)
"Kya ho raha hai bhayi maa bete ke beech?" His father's mischievous voice was heard as he entered after taking a morning walk.(what's going on between mother son duo?)
"Baba dekhiye na maa kaisi baatein kar rahi hain, kahiye inse ke abse aisa na kahe" He complained to his father and Aakash (his father) understood after seeing the pictures and sighed.(father see na what maa is talking about, tell her to don't talk like that)
"Meera, ab to usko emotional blackmail karna band kardo, pata hai na vo nahi sunne wala" Aakash took her side and Vedant just gaped at him.(Meera stop emotional blackmailing him, you know na he won't listen to us!)
"Theek hai, par mujhe aap log force nhi kar sakte, main abhi bass check karunga, agar in mein se koi mujhe pasand nahi aayi to aap mujhe agle ek saal tak force nahi karenge" He put his condition in front of his mother and she reluctantly agreed.
He went back to his previous seat and started going through the finalised pictures, everyone was looking at him expectationally.
After 15 minutes and still no match, he was about to deny when his eyes fell on a picture kept aside between 3-4 other pictures. He picked it up and his heart stopped for a moment.
In the picture was the most beautiful, stunning woman he has ever seen, silky dark hair, beautiful brown eyes, full plump lips, soft round face and cutest nose, he was starstruck by her beauty, but he frowned upon her not being in the finalized list.
"Is picture ko kyu side mein rakha hai aap logon ne?" He asked his mother and grandmother, when his grandmother replied,
"Kya matlab kyu side mein rakha? Dekh nahi raha kitni moti hai, tere liye aisi ladki thodi dhyaan mein rakhenge" Irritation was clear in her voice as her and Meera were arguing about the same topic for last 1 hour.
"Are you kidding me dadi? We're living in 21st century and you still have a narrow mind? Beauty doesn't depend on body type or physical beauty" He scoffed, suddenly getting mad at someone calling her names.
"Main bhi mummy ji ko kab se yahi samjhaane ki koshish kar rahi thi Ved, par vo meri baat maan hi nahi rahi hain, mujhe to badi pyaari bachi lagi thi ye"
"Beta mujhe usse koi problem nahi hai, par log kya sochenge, logon ko lagega tujh mein koi fault hai isliye aisi ladki se shaadi karani padhi" Amruta said with sympathy, Her words were making no sense to him.
"Maa mujhe bass Vaishnavi hi achi lagi in sab mein se, agar aap logon ko ye pasand nahi to phir mujhse koi ummeed na rakhe ek do saal tak" He stated sternly when his grandmother opened her mouth to say something, she reluctantly agreed and Meera squealed, hugging him and kissing his forehead, she whispered in his ear "choice achi hai teri" Mischievously and laughed when his face heat up with ligh pink hue.
His father patted his back and went to dining room as maids were done serving the breakfast, they had their breakfast in silence, occasionally making some comments here and there. Vedant stood up after finishing up his plate and kissed his mother and grandmother on forehead and touched his father's feet.
He was passing by the living room when he turned around and went towards the table, sneakily stealingHer picture, putting in his office bag he sauntered to the main door. His mind still on her.
Why the fuck am I behaving like a love sick puppy? What's happening to me?
This was on his mind along with her the whole day.
Only God can decide who is good for someone and who is not, The 'society' or people CAN'T!
