|Chap 2• The Proposal

~~What is meant to be will always find its way ~~

Nisha's pov

Finally, my last class, according to the schedule, got over. I went to my table and started to pack my things while thinking about Baba's words. One thing I know is that he was really serious.

Huh, whatever it is ,let's face it.

I was standing in the parking area waiting for Nitin. After 10 minutes he came. I settled myself in the passenger seat and he started the car to our home.

"Di, how was your day?" Nitin asked me while driving.

"Oh, it was normal like always. Projects , assignments , meetings like that. " I replied while taking the water bottle from my bag.

"Di, why can't you spare those poor children from these projects and all. Let them enjoy some time with their friends and their family. " He said, and I looked at him while gulping down the water .

"Oh, Nitin, these projects , assignments are needed for their academic studies, not for my happiness. Sometimes I also feel bad, seeing their difficulties but what can I do? It's only for their future and my dear brother remember half of your assignments were done by me. " I said, pointing my finger at him.

"Okay, I give up. No one can win over your argument di". We both laughed. Then I thought to ask about the morning matter.

"Um Nitin, do you know about the matter which Papa wants to tell me?" I asked with curious eyes.

"No di. I have no idea. " He replied by shrugging his shoulders.

I sighed and looked outside. Whatever the matter is, I have a feeling that it is going to change my life completely.

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Finally we reached our apartment. I stepped out of the car with my handbag. Nitin went to park his car. He came back, and we both got into the lift, and I pushed the button, which led to our flat. The ping sound reaches our ears, and we both step out from the lift. Nitin knocked on the door, and after a few seconds, mumma opened the door for us.

"Oh, you both came," Mumma said. I sat on the couch, keeping my handbag on the side. Nitin went to his room to sleep.

"Nishu beta , tired." Mumma asked, sitting beside me. I nodded and kept my head on her lap. She smiled and started massaging my head. I smiled and hummed due to the sensational feeling. After a few minutes, she stopped in which I groaned.

"Nishu, go and fresh n up. You will feel better. " She said and patted my cheeks. I nodded and went to my room.

I placed my handbag on the bed and put my mobile in charge. Turning to my cupboard, I took my T and pajamas and went to the washroom. After 15 minutes of showering, I felt relaxed. Then I decided to go to the kitchen.

Mumma was busy making aloo parathas and dal for dinner. I went towards her.

"Ma, let me help you." I offered her.

"No need beta. You are tired, na. So go and take rest. " She retorted gently.

Oh my sweet ma.

"Now I am okay, ma. I have no problem. So I will make parathas and you make dal okay". She smiled and nodded. I made my hair in a bun and started cooking.

I love cooking a lot. It's one of my hobbies too. During my free time, I will try new recipes which I saw from YouTube. Most of them will be disasters, but I will try again and again .

Practice makes a man perfect.

The doorbell rings, which announce the arrival of Baba. It was 8 pm. So it will probably be Baba. I washed my hands and went to the living room. Opening the door, I saw a tired Baba. He smiled at me and entered. I took his bag and kept it on the table. Then I went to the kitchen to take water and I gave it to him. He drank it and returned me the glass.

"Nishu, I told you na I wanted to say something in the evening." He asked me, and I nervously nodded.

"First, go and sit." I sat on the couch in front of him. Mumma comes from the kitchen with dinner and keeps it on the table. Baba looked at her and nodded. She came and sat next to Papa. Nitin comes out from his room in his T and shorts . I nervously smiled at him. He sat next to me and gripped my hands.

Baba cleared his throat . We all looked at him.

"Nishu, so the thing is that, a few days before I met my business partner, Mr. Raj Nanda. He is one of the top businessmen in Mumbai, and he was the one who helped me when we were facing loss in our business. That day he told me about you and said that he liked you even his family and now he asked your hand in marriage for his son Rohan. " Baba informed me, making me shocked.

Marriage this soon. I was not at all ready for this step. I never thought about it either. But how did he know about me?

"Baba, but how does he know me? First time I have heard his name also" I asked him.

"Nishu, you are working in his college. He is the trustee of the college. One day, he saw you at college and liked you. Then he searched about you and he came to know that you are my daughter. " Papa said to me

"Oh."

Trustee, but I never saw him.

He liked me . How ?

Oh god, what will I do?

"Nishu, the day after tomorrow, he will come with his family to see you. So be ready. " Baba put another bomb on me. My eyes went wide, and my jaw dropped down. Nitin chuckled at my reaction, and I glared at him.

"Wow, my di is getting married. Now I should prepare some dance so that I can perform it at your wedding. " and he started laughing. I narrowed my eyes and slapped on his bicep.

"Ouch, di. Why did you slap me ?". Nitin asked, rubbing his bicep.

"Hello, I don't even agree with this proposal .Then why are you thinking about dancing and all? "

"Nishu, you will agree to this because he is a gentleman , a doctor , good-looking, and also belongs to a good family." Mumma said.

"Di, he is a doctor. You are so lucky, yaar," He teased, holding my shoulder. I looked at him and shrugged away his hands. Then I looked at Mumma and Baba.

"Guys, I need some time to adjust with this." I told them.

"Okay. You take your time. Now let's go for dinner." Mumma told us, and we went towards dinner area for our supper.

I was lying on the bed thinking about Baba's words.

Marriage is a huge responsibility. I don't know whether I am ready to take it.

I jumped from the bed and went to the balcony. Stars were shining brightly in the sky.

"God, I am scared . I don't want to be betrayed . Marriage means trust , love, and everything. I don't know whether I can love him. Please help me. "