Our Arranged Story (Sandhir)[√]

Part 3

Same day

In the afternoon

The Shekhawat House begun to fill with family members and close relatives for a lavish lunch .All dressed in expensive sophisticated dresses .Men usually in business suits and women in the best they could ever wear.

All were chatting among each other . Except two pair of eyes were impatient as if waiting for someone for centuries.

"He must have come by now.."Harsh glanced over his watch then at the entrance door.

"Don't worry..he'll be here soon,you know the traffic of Mumbai.."Renu squeezed his palm but here eyes were also stuck on the clock.

"Renu...are we expecting more guests..or a special one.."one lady cocked her.

"Umm..ha...I mean yes.."she answered sweating profusely if hiding the truth from everyone.

"Isn't related to Randhir ..Ahh... Don't tell me you fixed his marriage with someone we actually don't know..some business family from abroad.."an overdramatic woman gave a horrified expression.

Before Renu could answer to her a maid came there.

"Sir,Ma'am..Mr. Sharma is here.."she said.

"Bring him here.."Harsh told her .Relief spread over his face.

"Mr. Sharma..who is he?"Harsh's brother asked him .

"Meet him yourself  Vikram.."Harsh smiled .

In few moments the maid returned back with a man in his late forties dressed in a simple check half shirt and plain black pant.

Shock washed over everyone'face except the couple who waited for him so long.

Harsh stood up from his chair and sprinted upto him.

"Namaste Harsh ji.."the man joined his both hand but pulled by Harsh into a friendly hug.

"Girish..no need for such formalities.. soon we'll be relatives.."Harsh patted his shoulder .

"Namaste Girish ji..come let me introduce you to our rest of the family members..and relatives.."She indicated him to join them at the dining table where all eyes gawked at him in either surprise or disgust.

"Namaste.."Girish hesitantly greeted everyone feeling low in front of too many rich people.

"Come sit with us.."Harsh made him sit next to him and turned his head to others who were waiting him to speak.

"He is Girish Sharma ...he works in my company..."Harsh said .Everybody started whispering among themselves.

"Harsh I know you're not finished yet.."His elder sister gave him a glare totally unpleased by the way Harsh was treating a man with low standards equal to them.

"Yes Di.. Actually we chose his sister's daughter as our Randhir's bride.."Renu said taking a deep breath .

"What..!"most of them stuttered and silence filled the air.

"Harsh..have you lost your mind..along with your witty wife..?"his brother spoke with displease.

"exactly..there are thousands of girls from rich families.. beautiful elegant..educated in one of the top universities around the world..ready to marry Randhir.. but what you chose...a pest from garbage.."his sister spit in anger.

Girish felt humiliated .His face was red due to embarrassment.He knew this place didn't belong to him somewhere he was ready for it still it's human nature.

"Harsh ji..Renu ji..I think I should leave now...and yes your family is right..there is no comparison between our status..Randhir deserves the best life partner who won't embarrass him..in public..and my Sanyukta..she is a simple girl with small dreams..she can't match up with your social status....Sorry.."Girish bent his head down and turn to leave but stopped by Harsh.

"That's what I want for my son..a girl who can understand my son..who can love him..who can support him..in his low time..not someone who just want to accompany him to gala,parties or events..I want a life partner for my son who actually cares for him not for his image in business world..."Harsh have a stern glare to everybody.

"And...that's your niece Sanyukta.."Renu concluded .

Girish smiled with fresh tears.

"Girish inform Mr. and Mrs. Agrawal that we're coming over their place to meet them so that we can talk further.."Harsh told him.

"Yes.."Girish nodded unable to speak,"Main abb chalta hu.."he blinked his eyes and scooted towards the exit.

"Girish ji..one sec.."Renu shouted interrupting him in mid way.

"Randhir is also coming with us.."she said making his smile go wider.

"Girish ji..our driver will drop you to your place.."Harsh said walking with him to the garage.

"No need for that..I'll go myself.."Girish refused his proposal humbly.

"Girish.. don't be formal with us..in few days we'll be a family.."Harsh forcefully made him sit inside the car.

"Our daughter is so lucky.."Girish saod emotionally.

"No..we're lucky..you won't understand Girish in our world finding an innocent soul is like digging the earth to the core.."Harsh said with a genuine smile.

At the evening...

In Agrawal House..

The landline buzzed thus bringing everyone's attention as if the call was long awaited.

Kishore immediately picked the reciever.

"Hello..Girish..?"he said.

"Yes Jija ji.."chuckled Girish from other side.

"Anju..Girish ka phone hai.."he whispered to Anju covering the receiver .

"Puchiye kya wo gaya tha waha..?"she indicated him.

"Ha..hello..Girish..kya tum waha gaye the..?"he asked rather whispered in anxiety.

"Yes Jija ji..and guess what.."Girish smiled remembering Harsh's words.

"What.. paheliya mat bujhao Girish..meri or Anju ki sansen ataki hui hai.."Kishore said.

"Wo log kal aa rahe hai Delhi Sanyu ko dekhane.."Girish shouted over the phone thus Kishore became stiffed not believing on what he heard.

"Sach.."a tear rolled down his eyes.

"Haa Jija ji..un ko humari Sanyu bahut pasand ayi hai.."Girish went on .

"Tum sach keh rahe ho?"Kishore was unable to believe.

"Mazak thode karunga apse...or ha ek baat or..Randhir bhi aa raha hai.."Girish revealed them the biggest surprise.

"Randhir.."

"Ha.. Randhir..so be ready to meet your future son in law.."Girish said.

After few more conversation he cut the call and stared at his wife.Who was on the verge of crying watching him shedding tears.

"Kya kaha Girish ne..kahi..unn..logo.."she didn't dare to put her fears into words.

"Wo log kal aa rahe hai Sanyu ko dekhane..."he spoke finally smile spread on his face."

"Sach..."she sat on the chair keeping her hand on her chest .

"Hmm or Randhir bhi aa rahe hai.."he added giving her another shock.

"Randhir..bhi..?"she repeated unbelievably.

"Ha..humare hone wale damad..Randhir..Singh Shekhawat"he said proudly.

"Mujhe to abhi bhi vishwas nahi ho raha meri Sanyu itani achi kismat lekar paida hui..raniyon ki tarah rahegi.."she cried happy tears but Kishore's face became pale.

"Anju..hume Sanyukta ko batana hoga aaj hi.."he said in serious tone.

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~~Trishla Singh😊😊😊