15. ROSHNI’S ENGAGEMENT Now I think time has come. I have to leave everything. Parents are very happy that I am back home. But I am leaving all the way to MONTREAL. I love roshni but thought a lot about last two days after my arrival from kolkata. I talked with our HR OF ROBINSON AND CO… he said to join me on Monday. While tickets are booked for Friday(today), I need to get the flight to NEW YORK and then to MONTREAL. I didn’t say anything to them because they can’t hear that and start lamenting over there . therefore, I decided to leave a letter for dad.they can read it on morning while I am in the flight almost to NEW YORK. It’s stormy night but no sign of rain.i never wore these formal pants because doesn’t show that flexibility and fittings with those in blue jeans.it was too difficult to find a cab through these wind.But fortunately, Found a cab.i just adjusting my bags. A chevy car got parked besides me and the driver is none other than roshni. “Hey hello!!! Where”, said roshni. “Montreal!!!” I replied. She stopped for a while. She was silent. I know her feelings.”did uncle and aunty know about this?” she asked. I said “ no”. “who will take care of them?? “ she again asked. “Dhiksha is there.” I answered. she paused. Tears just roll out of her eyes. she was crying. “what about me?? You a**hole!!!” she cried. “ I can’t marry you, you desrve far better than me.” I said. “bye!!!”. AFTER 1 YEAR I came all the way to NEW DELHI. I got a project to NEW DELHI in a plan of 3 months. We were just collaborating with a steel plant for their automation. I called my mom because she is not happy after I have left her without saying for this job. I usually talk with dad. But mom never speaks with me. Mom said”hello!!!”. “hey mom , don’t put the phone down because good news for you… I am back india” I said.” Actually right now at delhi for a project and I am sorry for my deeds, why you are angry on me???? “ I cried. She didn’t reply anything.”98………… that’s my number,if you forget this ask to dad and call me” I again said. “ I will call you, but you have to listen me” she said.”ok!!! I will” I said. “promise!!” she asked .” ok tell me first” I replied. “no promise me” she nodded. “ ok I promise” I nodded. “ you have to marry to my choice girl but before that do you have anyone from Canada???” she said. “oh!!! Come on I am not like that” I said. “ never dare to have any foreign girls ,they will ruin you” she said. I laughed. ” there is a girl will be coming to you to pick up in i10 , join her and reach home immediately.” “ok, malika saheba” I replied. I waited there for 20 minutes. I am totally impatient. I am tired too. Atlast a blue colored i10 reached at the outskirts of airport road. A modern girls wearing pink tops and blue jeans came out of it. ” OMG!!! Is that you roshni???” I asked.”no!!! Sonia Gandhi” she replied. “ I mean how come at delhi??? “ I asked. “ I am working in HDFC banks” she replied. Then in the mean time, we got into the car. I was feeling shame to talk with her because I just said no to her. “so how to delhi now??? You said you will not come back” she asked.”actually I am here for 3 months for a project in steel plants” I replied. We didn’t talk too much. I reached home. Dad was very happy. Mom went on some pujas on me litting some sacred deeyas and welcomed me as if I went on for some banwas.she took me some secret place and said” I want you to marry roshni ,that set” .”ok!!” I replied. “tomorrow is her engagement with some Patiala rich family boy, you need to go there directly tell her that you love her.”she ordered. “ wait tomorrow , her engagement and I am going to spoil that ,well am I sharukh khan!!!” I asked. “no!!! you are chandigarh’s lucky singh!! And you will for your mother’s shake” she replied.”no way” I said. Mom sat down and put her heads down. i saw tears coming out of her eyes.”you always think about yourself son ,just try to think about thes old people” she said.”mom, I use to say selfish to others but I am myself a selfish fella” I answered. “ok I will marry her ,happy just not for you because I love her too” I replied.”you know sister Martha and Rahul said that I should get married to roshni because they want me to change. I am really a bad stubborn guy ,always fond of not changing myself for anyone.” The next day I found skies, full of of vultures moving on at the toppest blues.it makes me remember about some tamil movies,wow!!! I went near the gates and found the whole house fully decorated. I kicked the gates and went inside. Guards tried me to stop and I said no!!!.then mr.jaiswal with her licensed gun came out of his house.”stop!! lucky otherwise you will kill yourself” he replied. All the two family members came to see me as if a celebrity came to give his/her Autograph. {“what you will kill me??? Mr.jaiswal because I am already dead after being loved.once I got love and she left me. There my soul died.then when roshni came to my life I got my life back.what happened to me??? I just moved away from her. Each day I die at montreal because I am alone. I earn money in dollars but I never enjoy it. There is no fond of girls and vodka in life.” At montreal, I found miss jane (my collegue) who is married to a handicapped person named james. james has got no left leg but still he loves her wife jane. I never found both of them unhappy.they face trouble each day and always ready for that. I said” how you manage to live with james???”.she replied”once james was the handsome guy of our college during those days but now a man who can’t stand on his own legs because of a car accident..she said “we just fall in love but can’t complete duty of it because we fear the society. But I never.” This made me think about roshni. I fear loving someone again. That’s why I left her. I tried to call her . but mty lips got collapsed when she utters hello!!!. That’s why I aasked HR to get assigned for india project. Roshni ran from that spot cryingly. “now son I think time has come , we were waiting for you to get engaged to my daughter, roshni jaiswal.” “what??? But who are all these people… “ I asked. “well they are my Patiala friends and also your parents. Mom smiled when she came in the front out of the throng. “sorry ,beta.if I didn’t said that you wouldn’t have agreed to marry her.”she answered. ”good plan!!! Playing with your son….very bad” I said. “but whatever it’s ok”. “Son, go see is crying” dad replied. I went near her. She dried to clean her eyes in order to signify that she is not crying. I gave her handkerchief. She took it. “well you didn’t marry anyone”I asked. “no” she said. “why so shouting loud at me.” I asked. “sorry” she replied. But I can’t marry girls those who shout on me, cry and say sorry to me.. I hate them a lot” I replied. “sorry” she said. “what sorry??” I asked. she hugged me tightly.She bursted crying. “ok my dear , you cry,laugh and shout. i didn’t mind. I will still marry you. I love you.”I said. I kneeled down with a ring for her. She smiled. “ok do it first give me your hand. I am impatient now. A mechanical engineer can’t kneel so much before a girl , it hurts our ego and respect.” I said. “oh!!! Mechanical engineer .then kneel whole day.” She replied.”what is this punishment??” I asked. “Yes!!” she said. “ok please,” I whispered. “Say it loud. I couldn’t hear.” She said. “oh!!! Please” I shouted. She laughed and gave her hand. then what???.. I took her hand. we lived happiLy. That’s my story,lucky singh. I AM LUCKY….NO,,, ROSHNI IS LUCKY…OKAYY WE ARE…..
Posted on: Fri, 21 Mar 2014 19:22:46 +0000
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