𝐀𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 ✔

Friends & Family Meet

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The phones on both sides were shuffling through different
hands. First, it was me talking to her, then my mom and her, then her mom and me, then my mom
and hers, then she and I again, then me and her sister ... he, she, she, me ... everybody. But each one
of them mentioned this: She would be celebrating her next Diwali as part of our family.
A few more days of our life passed.
Life returned to its best. Well, actually it was nights. December, January. Winter. Cold nights, blankets and, wrapped in
those warm blankets, our phones and us. (I tell you-winter is the most romantic time. And so are
rainy days. And ... and ... and, wait a minute, summer too! Am I getting something wrong? Or,
maybe, it's that every season brings a different flavor if you are in love.)
One night, it was 12.10 a.m. and we had left the year 2019 behind, and 2020 was ten minutes young
for us. Despite the overloaded telephone network, somehow we were among the lucky ones to get
connected. Of course, we had to try a hundred times to call each other.
She was the first one to reach me and do you know what her first words were? No, she didn't wish
me a happy new year. Instead, she shouted with happiness, 'neil! We are getting married this year.
2020 has arrived. Wow!'
(Least they know what is gonna happen next but we all know 🤧🤧right readers)
Time and again, all these little things (which, for me, were big things) she did would make me
feel, more and more, that I would never be able to live without her.
'Yes! We will marry this year and then we'll live together. Happy new year, avi,' I wished her.
'A very happy new year to you too.'
Network congestion that night did not allow us to talk much. Still, we were satisfied enough. And
we felt that, just like us, there must have been so many couples dying to talk to each other. Who
knows, maybe some among them were going to get married the same year ...
Apparently, my love story overrode my friendship. This should not have been the case. But, this was
the case. After a long time, it was ali who connected dd, vidyut and me with an Instagram. In his
Instagram, he had taken a screenshot of ali's and my profile on Shaadi.com
. His first intention was to
mock at us for the exaggerated information we had provided about ourselves on this website.
Secondly, he wanted to know if this website happened to work for us.
Later, that evening, all four of us got together on a chat conference.
Dd: noodle bhaiya, so finally u caught these fools haan!! Good job.
Vidyut: Ha ha ha ... they were playing smart, without letting us know nything.
Vidyut : Now speak up u two. Wat hv u managed to gt till now?
Neil: If u have searched our profile, den surely u too wud be having one. Bataa saaley?
Vidyut: If I will have, I won't hide it. Now don't change the topic. Ali you tell.
Dd: Yeah, noodle tell us ... how many till now J????????
Ali: Arey yaar ... it was long time back. Nothing serious. I hardly check it now a days.
Vidyut: Achha!! That's why your activity percentage on this site (as it shows) is 98% J.
Neil: Ha ha ha. Gaatch u!!
Vidyut: Y d hell are u laughing so much neil? U tell ... wat hv u got?
Neil: Well! I have got something.
Ali: Got what????????
Neil: Her.
Dd: Whom?
Neil: Her name is avni.
Ali: R u serious?
Neil: Damn serious.
Dd: Hu ... Huuuuuuuuuuuuu. He gaat it!!!!!! ... he gaat it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This gonna be hell
interesting. Everybody: Leave this text chat and turn your headphones ON. We gonna listen to his
story right now.
And, for the next half hour, neil had to narrate his so-far story to them. The conversation ended with a
celebration of loud noises, best wishes and the promise to make them all talk to her soon.
10 January 2020
My not-so-good-looking house was looking better that morning. And why not? The first would-be
in-laws of that house were to come that day-avni's mom and dad.
Understanding the fact that my Mumma couldn't travel in winters because of bebe , they had
agreed to come down to our place.
I was there at dadar station to receive them. The train arrived on time and I could easily trace
them in the crowd, getting down at the station. I touched their feet, welcomed them and picked up
their bags. On our way back from the station, I showed them certain landmarks in city.

By 12.30 that afternoon we reached home. Her parents were welcomed by mine. Both the moms
and both the dads were happy to finally see each other. Well, in our country, seeing the boy is one of
the most important steps in the entire marriage process, but true happiness comes to the parents
when they hug each other with those smiling faces. I think this bolsters their trust and confidence in
each other's family, allowing them to go ahead with this thing called marriage. I still doubt that they
really trust us youngsters one hundred percent.
But anyway, the folks got introduced to each other. Except for Abhi, who was in Bhubaneshwar for
his weekend support at his office, they had seen my entire family.
We all then moved to the guest room where her parent's would stay. They liked our place, especially her mom, who noticed the guava and the jamun tree in our courtyard. And this time it was
me who boasted, 'See, our tree is bigger than yours.' And everybody laughed.
While they enjoyed their lemon squash, my mom returned to her kitchen. She was very busy. In a
short while they were given some privacy, to get comfortable in the new place, relax a bit and take a
shower. We all then met at lunch.

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Loved the small get together conversations of vidyut ,ali ,dd and neil ..meeting friends after long..
Knowing the whole story....

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