When Matrimonial Fails, Destiny Wins
‘Everything depends on this presentation, it’ll decide my future and what will happen to my 6 years hard work I’ve put in this organization. I’ve only this weekend to complete the presentation else someone else is going to grab the CEO position’
I was looking at laptop’s screen while my mind was somewhere else thinking what I have done in my life so far. This presentation was a do or die situation for me and just like a dying person sees all his doings right before the last moment I was also thinking everything I’ve done so far and what all I have missed.
In other tab my Facebook account was logged in, I got a desktop notification that Mansi added a new photo. I click on the notification which took me to the photo she clicked on a trip to Mauritius with her husband. That picture of my friend realized me that to build my career I have missed all the fun in my life. I never had a boyfriend or a casual relation, I’ve never been to the parties for fun, just the corporate ones, I have never enjoyed a trip with the friends. I have missed all the fun which my friends are having
I was so deep in my thoughts that I forgot about the crucial Monday but sudden cool breeze from AC on my face brought me back, I felt like, out of sudden someone has woke me up from a deep sleep.
‘I never realized this before but why now? Do I need someone in my life now? Am I tired of being alone?’ all these questions were running all over my thoughts
I took a deep breath and whispered to myself ‘oh damn! I’ve missed out so much, the time which I’m never going to live again and I won’t be able to have that fun in my life like other girls’
‘Anyways lets get back to work, why I’m wasting time on all this, I’ve a lot on my plate right now’, ‘first of all let’s get rid of this phone’ I plugged in the phone’s charger and closed all the windows on laptop except the presentation, my fingers started running all over the keyboard so fast as if all the keys will pop out any moment and my complete focus was on the presentation now.
I looked at my phone which was ringing for almost tenth time in last couple of hours, I was constantly ignoring the calls from my mom because I knew why she was calling. Phone rang for 11th time and I was like ‘ugh Mom!! Until I don’t answer the call or call back, you won’t stop calling. I know mom you would have set up another meeting with another strange guy from those weird matrimonial sites or advertisements just like you’ve been doing every weekend for last 4 years without a miss ’
I was feeling very exhausted while I was having this conversation with myself because I knew mom won’t listen to me but I’m also sure just like every other time I will not like this guy too. Mom was calling me back to back but I was still in my thoughts ‘I know mom is worried for my marriage as I’m 32 now. I really don’t understand why do I have to get married? I’ve dedicated my whole life to the career and never been into a relation. I’ve tried to tell this to every guy my mom has chosen from matrimonial but none of them understood me, either they took this in sarcasm or they never believed me as if I’m telling a lie. If a guy can’t believe me or understand at the first place how can I expect him to understand me for my whole life. But who can make my Mom understand that there’s something called Compatibility Match in our generation’
‘Oh! let me call Mom now else I’ll have to listen to her taunts before she decides my tomorrow’s schedule and give all her pro tips for a matrimonial meeting all over again’
I dialed her number from my recent missed calls history, she answered the call even before I could hear the caller tone as if she knew I was going to call her and she had her thumb on the screen to slide the green circle as it appears to answer the call, as if it was some fastest finger first game.
“Where are you Disha, I’ve called you almost 50 times since morning, today is Saturday It’s your off but you don’t even have time to talk to your mom”
“Maa….Maa….”I tried an unsuccessful attempt to cut her short
But just like all the Moms, she also wouldn’t listen until she finishes her taunts “leave calling me but don’t you even have time to answer my calls?”
“Oho Mom listen, I’ve a very important presentation on Monday and I was very busy in preparing for that, if that goes well I’ll give you treat in a restaurant of your choice my lovely mom, now please calm down and don’t get angry” I again tried to divert the conversation
“Oh please, don’t do buttering with me, its not going to work I’m your mom my baby”mom caught me and I laughed out loud.
“its been 7 years since you’re staying out of home and in all these years you’ve only focused on your career, you’ve never thought about your personal life, you didn’t even find a nice guy for yourself. Leave finding yourself, you’ve rejected all those I’ve found for you. Look at your other friends they all have got married and settled, their kids on the street calls me grandma but look at yourself on the other hand, your life starts from office and ends at presentation. Disha think about us and get married now”
“Maaaa….when did I say I don’t want to get marry, I’ve met every boy you’ve chosen from matrimonial or wherever in last 4 years but maa what can I do if they don’t match with my thought process and they don’t understand me, I can’t get married to anyone just like that for the sake of getting married and maa stop this emotional blackmail on every weekend yar”I finally told her my dilemma
“okay baby….I called to let you know that tomorrow is Sunday and I’ve found a very decent guy this time, his name is Karan. Reach sharp at 11 at the same Coffee Shop, achha listen what the best part about Karan is that he’s from Pune. If you get married to him you’ll not have to shift beta. I’ve sent his photo and profile on your Whatsapp, check once. Don’t be late and yes don’t take this laptop and presentation with you, leave them home”Mom Said
“I knew it mom I knew it, that’s why you were calling me back to back, don’t worry I’ll be on time. I’m doing the same from the last 4 years, 5 days office, 6th day my personal work and 7th day meeting with your matrimonial chosen guys. Seems like it has become part of my weekly routine now”
“Listen maa, why do I have to get married, if my heart doesn’t accept that I can spend my whole life with this guy and he can be my LIFE PARTNER then how can I get married with anyone just like that, won’t it get very boring, just like you and dad, hahahaha”I laughed out loud
Mom in casual harsh voice scolded me “Shut up!! If your dad gets to listen this he’ll scold both of us hahahaha…now listen for once please keep the office presentation aside and focus on your own presentation, get ready properly and don’t be late”
“Yeah okay mom… don’t worry I’ll look hot just like you hahaha…love you mom bye”
“bye beta”Mom replied and we hung up the phone
Mom’s words were echoing in my mind, for the first time in 4 years I also kind of agreed to her ‘mom is right now I also feel like that I should have a partner, not just a partner but I’m missing a person with whom I can share everything, who can be my best friend and holds my hand in my every ups and downs, a person who can enjoy my success with me, who is happy to see me grow and appreciate my efforts and feels sad along with me when I fail but still holds me from breaking down and pushes me to stand and fight again, in short I need another me with and for me’, ‘but that’s the thing I’ve never met someone who can even understand me then how can I expect him to be another me and give my whole life to him’ I was still sitting on the bed at the same place where I was talking to mom holding the phone near my ear.
I kept the phone aside on the side table ‘phew, what has happened to me, I never had these thoughts before, anyways let’s keep these thoughts aside. I should iron my dress for tomorrow and should go to bed. If I get late for tomorrow’s meeting then Karan is going to tell it to my mom and then she’s going to lecture me’
Its been three hours in the coffee shop, Karan and I are sitting on a table near the serving counter. Karan is holding the cold coffee he order for himself and taking sips through straw every now and then, while I ordered my favorite Café Latte which is still on the table since it was served. I didn’t have even a single sip of it yet.
Though I was sitting with Karan but I was staring all around the coffee shop’s walls. These walls, these lights, these paintings, these ACs they were not that beautiful three hours before when I entered in the café nor the air of the café was this soothing. After a long time I wanted to read a romantic novel at night instead of going to bed directly after finishing the office work.
Is it because of the Purab whom I accidently met when I came to café or is it because of something else, Purab was still roaming in my mind, how I got attracted towards him, how he understood my thoughts and that too at the very moment when I was finding it awkward to say. Is he the same guy whom I was waiting for, is he the same guy because of whom I never liked anyone yet, my mind was flooded with all these thoughts
Three hours before at 11 when I entered in café while I was looking for Karan my eyes stuck on a guy who was wearing a white shirt and blue jeans, I couldn’t see his face as his arms were folded on the table and his face buried between his hands, just like I sit when I have a severe headache. He was almost 5’11”, fair in color and had a very fit physique, his looks are almost perfect. His sleeves were folded up to three folds and was wearing a watch on left wrist and phone was kept aside on the table. Seems like he was very cautious about his diet and works out just enough to keep himself fit. ‘Is he an engineer or he works in Bollywood’ that was my first impression about him as he was looking so handsome. I noticed everything before approaching him.
‘He must be waiting for long, lets not keep him waiting any longer’ and I started moving towards his table. Just when I was almost 2 feet away from the table, he raised his head and looked at me, ‘oh, he may have noticed my heel’s voice’ I whispered to myself
I hesitatingly said “Hi” I was expecting a smile and ‘Hi’ in return but I could clearly see the changes on his face which now has shocking expression from a blank face. He just nodded his head in response to my Hi that too hesitatingly, but his eyes were saying something else and I noticed that too. I smiled in my mind and thought ‘He’s looking as if I’ve directly said I LOVE YOU to him instead of Hi’
I went close to table and said “I’m sorry seems like you’re waiting for me from a long time”
He still didn’t speak a word instead he just raise his eyebrows and looked at me but he was still looking very confused
I offered my hand for a handshake and said “Hi, I’m Disha”
He also forwarded his hand and said “Okay”while he was still sitting on his chair
I thought ‘I’ve met many guys so far but this is happening for the first time, so far boys have introduced themselves first but this guy seems different and little off too. He doesn’t look into mood of this meeting, may be his parents have forced him for this matrimonial meeting. He doesn’t seem interested at all, forget about offering a coffee he has not even introduced himself’, ‘okay let me break this awkward silence’
“Coffee?” I asked
“Sure” he replied
I called for waiter, as he approached to our table, we both ordered at the same time “2 Cafe Latte”
‘Damn, what was that? So far I’ve seen this only in movies but never experienced in real life’ I thought
Right after placing the same order at the same time we both looked at each other and had an eye contact which was deep and different as if we are talking through eyes and we both agreed on that we have some sort of connection and we’re alike. This eye contact was getting deeper, I wanted to move my eyes away but I felt like I was frozen and couldn’t break the eye contact.
Right when we were about to go deeper my phone rang, at that moment the ringtone was piercing like needles in my ears. I picked up my phone to check who was calling, phone screen was flashing “Karan Calling…”
I trembled and looked very shocked ‘damn! If Karan is calling me on the phone then who’s this guy’ I thought
He was constantly looking at my face and noticing my every expression and reactions, by now he understood that there’s something wrong and I have come to his table by mistake.
In all this confusion I answered the call, Karan was speaking on the other side of the phone “Disha, don’t go I’ll be there in 5 minutes”
I couldn’t even say yes or no over the phone, I just listened to Karan and hung up the call while I was still looking at the guy sitting in front of me this whole time.
I thought ‘this is the first guy with whom I felt a little comfortable, I felt like he would understand me but damn! He’s not the one I thought, anyways we know life sucks but now what should I tell him and leave, its so embarrassing’
I was still thinking for a way to solve this complicate equation in my mind, waiter came with our order
“Ma’am coffee, sir coffee” he served the coffee on the table.
While I was framing sentence in my mind to come out of this awkward situation and planning how to leave this table, he was looking at me and noticing my every expression.
He said “it’s okay, don’t stress yourself. I know you took me for someone else, you can go and don’t worry about these two coffees. I’ll have them both, I just love café latte. By the way I’m Purab”
I couldn’t speak a word and was just looking at him and I was amazed ‘wow! Simply wow! How did he know what I wanted to say, did he read my mind? How this could be so easy for him to understand what confusion I’m in and he understood everything even without me speaking a single word’, ‘this guy is really amazing, most of the guys I’ve met don’t understand me even if I try to explain things 10 times but Mr. Pruab wow! You understood me just like that’
I gathered some courage and said “I….I am so sorry, I took you for someone else, I should’ve asked you before sitting and starting the conversation”
Purab very politely said “it’s okay, I can understand, these things happen especially when you’re going for a matrimonial meeting”
I was again shocked ‘how does he knows I’m here to meet someone from matrimonial’ I nodded, smiled at him and turned back to leave.
As I turned I saw Karan was already there, he was waiving his hand at me in overexcitement “Disha come here, let’s sit here”
Karan and I occupied the table which was three tables away from where Purab was sitting. Though I was sitting with Karan but my mind was still with Purab and I was still peeking every now and then at him sitting on the same table which was beside the glass window and one can see the beautiful road out, it was even more beautiful today because of the light rainfall outside but instead of enjoying the outside view he was focused on finishing those two coffees which I left. I also caught Purab looking at me many times and again we had eye contacts several times in this game of peeking but none of those lasted for more than a few seconds because as soon as we notice we’re looking at each other both of us immediately start looking somewhere else.
Karan and I were talking the usual and boring stuff of matrimonial meetings. I was answering the usual questions which I do on every weekend like what are your hobbies, where have you done your education from etc.
Karan was very talkative, he was doing most of the conversation in which I was not at all interested, I was still thinking of Purab. That short accidental meeting of few minutes was still going on in my mind and was still with him.
I saw Purab getting up and making the payment, while he was at payment counter he again looked at me and caught me looking at him, this probably was the 20th time that our eyes met but this time we both passed smile at each other.
At the same time Karan asked “tell me about your family, who are there in your family?”
I brought my focus back to Karan to answer his question and the conversation went on, after a few minutes when I again looked at the counter, Purab wasn’t there, his table was also empty.
Out of sudden I again started feeling empty in that very same café which was making me feel excited a few moments before and now I was in a hurry to finish this meeting with Karan and get back to flat.
I reached at my flat around 3:30. Usually right after getting home I change my clothes, wash face or take a bath but today I didn’t even think of any of these instead I threw my hand bag on the bed, quickly grabbed my laptop, lied on the bed. I quickly logged into my Instagram account and started to search for Purab.
Something was attracting me towards him, I wanted to know more about him and to talk to him. I searched almost dozens of Purab’s profiles but didn’t find his. More the wrong profiles I was ending upon more curious and frustrated I was getting. ‘uggg! Where are you Mr. Purab, are you going to take another 32 years to get spotted on Insta too?’ I murmured to myself.
As I was looking for him my phone rang, I picked up the phone from bed in excitement thinking it must be Purab but in seconds all my excitement was gone as I realized how could it be Purab we never exchanged numbers, Phone’s screen was flashing “Karan Calling….”
‘I went to meet Karan on matrimonial meeting but he’s nowhere, Purab has captured my mind, heart and thoughts’ I was thinking while looking at the phone which was still flashing “Karan Calling…”
I was so confused whether I should answer the call or not, if I answer what will I say to him, I’m not in the mood of this chit chat with anyone but Purab, I wasn’t able to decide what to do with the call yet and suddenly my phone vibrated with a Insta notification, “Purab Mehta wants to follow you” I almost jumped off the bed in excitement and forgot about the call. I threw the phone in a corner on bed, grabbed the laptop and quickly accepted the request, I was getting even more excited as this request confirmed that Purab was also looking for me just like I was and he was also thinking about me.
As soon as I accepted the request Purab sent a message “Hi”
“Hi, how long did it take to find my profile”I replied
“It was a piece of cake, I just looked for your name and you were 3rd on the list”he answered
He sent another message “so, how was your matrimonial meeting, did you guys decide anything?”
“Don’t know, I haven’t thought about that yet”
“Oh what were you thinking then”
“mmmmm, I was thinking why I wasn’t able to have a cup of coffee with that person even after ordering it. Was the person unlucky or is it because we can catch up some other day over a cup of coffee”
“hahahaha I didn’t think take you for flirt type, Miss Disha what will happen to your Mr. Matrimonial then?”
“Oh don’t worry about Mr. Matrimonial, he’ll find someone else to meet next weekend”
“hahaha okay as you say Ma’am, lets catch up at 6 in the evening tomorrow at the same coffee shop. But make sure you come at the right table and meet the right guy this time”
“hehehe, done, by the way some mistakes are beautiful, they may change your future that’s why they happen, don’t worry it won’t happen tomorrow at least”
Purab messages “987654321 that’s my number, let’s connect over Whatsapp, I don’t use Insta that often for chatting”
I saved his number so quickly as if there’s a timer set for 10 seconds, and if I don’t note down the number it’ll get deleted automatically. I was so excited about our meeting tomorrow as if I’ve won a big lottery, I couldn’t stop smiling.
I immediately pinged him on his Whatsapp “Hi Disha this side”
But wait what, the message didn’t deliver, this brought tensed lines on my forehead. I checked the Whatsapp 10 times in a minute, I never felt so restless to see those double blue tick on, ‘why the messages haven’t been delivered, why he’s not checking his phone’ I had these questions in my mind constantly.
I kept the phone aside with mixed emotions of sadness, curiosity and anger, I changed clothes, got freshen up and again picked the phone but still there was only one tick on the message I sent.
I locked the phone and kept aside in frustration and started checking official emails on the laptop, took a final look at the presentation.
After finalizing the presentation I again started going through Purab’s Insta and started looking at all his pictures. I was observing all of them very closely and noticing every single detail. I was checking each post along with captions, this was strange as I’ve never paid attention to anyone’s post captions before but on his profile I was doing research as if I have to write some thesis on it.
I couldn’t believe that I’m the same Disha who used to get bored in 2 minutes while looking at other’s profile but there was something in him, I was enjoying going through all his pics again and again. There were a lot of pics few were with his friends, few alone, few of his office and few of his foreign trips. After checking his all posts thrice I realized its 2 O’clock.
‘Damn! What has happened to me its 2 and I’m still awake, you’ve your most important presentation tomorrow, you idiot, go to bed’ I tried telling myself. I checked the Whataspp once again before I get to the bed finally but still message wasn’t delivered. I felt a little sad, locked the phone, kept it aside and went to bed.
I woke up at 8, unlike other days when I used to directly get up, get freshen up, today I checked the phone to see what happened to the message I sent last night. Oh wow! There’s a message from Purab. I quickly opened the Whatsapp without wasting a fraction of second and saw the message
“Hi Good Morning, I’ve some friends coming up at my house today evening, lets meet at 11 instead of 6”
‘oho Mr. Purab don’t you know I’ve such an important presentation today which will be a milestone in my career, how can I make it at 11 but how would you know I never told you hehehe’
I replied to his message “Hi Good Morning, and sorry, I’ve a very important day at office today which I can’t miss. Can we make it tomorrow at 11?”
Purab immediately came online and replied “oh okay, no problem, sure lets catch up tomorrow at 11 then and good luck for your important day at office”
This message brought a cute smile on my face and I replied “thank you Mr. wrong coffee table”
“hahahaha”Purab sent
Finally I left the bed to get ready for office, before leaving the flat I had a final rehearsal of presentation.
I was sitting in the conference and trying focus on other’s presentations, my turn was yet to come.
I was really trying very hard to focus to see what others are doing and what I can do differently but Purab was not letting me to focus, he was still roaming in my mind every now and then.
Sometimes it was his picture from Insta which was dragging my attention out of the conference room, sometimes his messages, sometimes yesterday’s accidental meeting, sometimes how he understood my thoughts. I was struggling to bring back my focus to the conference room but every time even before I realize, he grabs me out of the room again. I was constantly unlocking and locking my phone to check if there’s any message from Purab.
Finally around 2 it was my turn, I stood up and took a deep breath, pictured Purab one last time and told him ‘Mr. Purab now stay away from me for sometime until I’m done with the presentation’.
It took me 45 minutes to complete my presentation but once I was done, everyone stood up, clapped and started praising me for such an amazing work, I was very happy, after all my whole week’s tireless hard work paid me off. I came out of conference room with a huge smile and proud feeling. I wanted to tell Purab how well I did and how great I was feeling, how everyone was praising me. I unlocked my phone but stopped myself and locked the phone thinking ‘I’ll tell him tomorrow when I’ll meet him that how important this day was for me and how well it went’
Around 4 I went office cafeteria and ordered a Café Latte, as I hold the cup in my hand it reminded me of yesterday’s incident of accidental meeting and those Café Lattes we ordered together, I immediately pulled out the phone from my pocket, opened Whastapp and wanted to send a message to Purab, I even drafted it “Hi, how’s your day going, I’m done with my office, lets meet at the same café in an hour” but then I remembered ‘oh today his friends are coming over’ I deleted the message, checked his DP on Whatsapp and gave a smile before locking the phone.
I went home after office, I was very happy about the presentation and also very excited about tomorrow’s coffee meeting with Purab. I changed clothes, freshen up and opened the laptop. I was relieved today as I didn’t have pressure of any presentation. I directly went to Insta and checked Purab’s profile.
I noticed two new pics on his profile with his friends, caption said “Celebrating success of project Arcades, well done team”
‘oh so these are his office friends and they’re having this success party of some project, nice’ I thought and accidently double tapped the picture while scrolling, that colorless heart at the bottom of the picture turned red.
‘oh no, I was scrolling and picture got liked, he’ll now get the notification and get to know that I was stalking him, what should I do now, should I remove this like or let it be?’ while I was still in dilemma of what I should do about that like, my phone rang with Whatsapp notification.
I quickly picked up the phone and saw notification “1 message from Purab”, ‘hell he has already seen the Insta notification’
I opened the Whatsapp and saw the message “hey, how was your important day at office, all went well?”
I smiled at the message and replied “yes, it was awesome, how was your day and party?”
Phone rang with Purab’s reply “it was amazing, they’re still here. They’ll leave in a while”
“nice”I replied
This bloody “nice” I sent stopped the flow of conversation, I couldn’t think what should I send next, I noticed Purab was still online, sometimes it’s showing “Purab Typing…” sometimes just ‘online’. May be he was also thinking the same that what he should send next.
After a minute’s awkward silence on Whatsapp finally Purab sent a message “tomorrow’s coffee plan is up?”
“of course yes, lets catch up tomorrow at 11”I replied after a few seconds of pause
Purab sent a thumbs up emoji in reply, I also replied with the same and quickly locked the phone.
I lied on the bed, opened the Insta to stalk Purab’s profile again, after checking the pictures twice. I closed Insta, played songs from Bollywood Romantic station and closed my eyes but I wasn’t able to sleep. All I had in my mind was Purab, sometimes I was thinking of the moments when we placed the order at the same time, sometimes I was re-living the moments when he understood what I wanted to say by just observing my expressions, sometimes I was talking to myself about tomorrow’s meeting that how will I face him, what will I talk to him. It was 2 AM but I wasn’t feeling sleepy at all, I opened my Whatsapp to go through our conversation again and I was just smiling. I switched to Insta and again started reading captions on his pics, I was feeling him when he was writing the captions and I was imagining what would be his expressions while typing down those captions. I didn’t realize that it was 4 in the morning. ‘Disha baby! Leave the phone, come out of Purab’s illusion and have some sleep’ I said to myself and locked the phone.
I woke up checked the time on the wall clock hanging right in front of me ‘hell! Its 8:30, I’m gonna get late’ I quickly jumped off the bed and rushed to washroom to get ready.
While taking bath I was worried about what I’m going to wear, I’ll have to choose a dress for which I’ve matching earrings and a pair of nice footwear, I was never this worried about my looks and dress before. I was missing mom, she would’ve helped me in choosing the perfect dress for this occasion. If I’ll call her now then I’ll have to explain the complete situation first and right now I don’t have time for that.
I came out of washroom, opened my wardrobe and stood there for 5 minutes just staring at the dresses but I was not able to decide what should I wear. I couldn’t believe that this is the same wardrobe that looked full of dresses before but today every outfit in there seems like a waste. I could point out 10 loopholes in every dress today.
Finally I pulled out my favorite Sea-green, knee length, fit and flare dress from my elite collection. I picked up the matching earrings, while wearing those earrings and looking at the mirror I was thinking, ‘whether he’ll like me in this dress, are these earrings perfect for this dress, should I wear the watch with chain or with strap, should I wear the heels or flats.
Today I was so confused about my hair too, whether I should make my regular pony or should I keep the hairs open, I tried both and then finally decided to keep them open. I was finally ready, I never took this long to get ready before, it was 10:30 in the clock. I quickly grabbed my phone and hand bag and left the flat.
I reached the CCD at 10:58, I was looking at my phone for time to make sure that I’m not running late. As I entered the café I straight away looked the same table where I met Purab the other day and he was sitting right there.
He was wearing orange Polo T-Shirt, blue jeans, he also changed his watch today it was a smart watch. ‘He’s looking even more handsome and hot today’ these words echoed in my mind. I started walking towards him and he was also waiving his hand with a smile on this face and today there was a different spark in his eyes too.
As I reached near the table he said “wow! You’re right on time today”
”I was on time that day too but your timings were wrong hahaha”I replied on a lighter note
“hahaha” he also laughed and said “by the way you’re looking gorgeous”
I was so relieved to hear that, I was jumping in excitement in my mind but kept my expressions neutral outside and replied with a little smile “oh! really! Thanks but you’re looking too tired, seems like your party went on for long and you didn’t get a chance to sleep, let me order coffee for you”
He laughed and said “oh! look who’s talking, who herself didn’t sleep all night is telling me that I didn’t sleep”
I was in shock and almost froze for a moment ‘how does he know I didn’t sleep at night, does he also know I was stalking him on Insta and reading his messages over and over again on Whatsapp’ I hesitatingly said
“I….I slept properly like a small baby yesterday and took my complete 8 hours of sleep”
“oh really, you know people who can’t tell lie properly should be extra cautious, you should’ve turned off your Insta and Whatsapp’s last seen to justify your story hahahahah” he said and laugh
“ahm! How does someone knows about my last seen until he wasn’t stalking me”I caught him red-handed there and asked him by raising my eyebrows twice after completing my question
He also knew he has been caught and tried to ran off the situation by calling out the waiter for placing the order “Rahul, please take our order”
I looked at him, laughed and let go, I didn’t want to push him on our technically first meeting
As waiter came to our table he placed the order “2 Café Latte please”
Rahul wrote down the order in the small hand notepad and went.
I said “wow you remember what did I order the other day”
“Ma’am I noticed that we placed the same order at the same time, I know your choice at least in coffee”he replied and passed a cure smile
I couldn’t speak anything, I was just looking at his face, he continued “I don’t know why but I feel that we’re alike”
I was not feeling like I’m meeting this guy just for the second time in my life, he made me so comfortable in just a couple of minutes as if we knew each other for years. When you have compatibility and you understand each other it becomes very easy to have a conversation and same was happening with us.
He was so sorted that in just a couple of hours of our conversation he told me his whole life’s story just like an open book. He was just like me, I don’t know if there’re more guys like him but I didn’t find anyone yet but him.
I just asked him “why were you looking so sad and worried that day?”
He told me “just five minutes before you came, I had my 24th break up that’s why I was upset”
“What!!!!! 24th break, please tell me you’re joking”I asked him with my eyes wide open and I didn’t believe him
He very seriously replied “Yes literally it was my 24th break up”
“I still can’t believe you had 24 girlfriends, are you a Casanova or what?”I still had those surprising expressions which I couldn’t hide
“hahhaha, I know how it sounds but it’s not like that, I have been a bit unlucky when it comes to love and relationships.”He continued telling me his story but this time I can clearly see some sadness in his eyes “I don’t want to marry any random girl who is chosen by my parents and whom I don’t know. I want to know my would be life partner first, I want see our compatibility, our understanding, our choices because its the lifetime we’re deciding about.”
‘Wow! I can’t believe his thought process is just as same as mine’ I thought while I was listening to him with full concentration and looking into his eyes
He continued “I’m trying my luck for last 5 years and I’ve been in 24 relations. Until we’re partying, going on trips, celebrating, they’re getting gifts and having fun everything seems fine but just when I talk to them about future and getting married they all avoid at first and breaks up later. Everyone give one or the other excuse and they ditches me”
“I’m 34 and the only son in the family, I’ve everything my own house, car, bank balance but none of this matters until we’ve someone who we can love, share all our feelings, until we’ve a shoulder when we feel low, to enjoy each other’s success with equal excitement and guess what, that’s where I’m unlucky”
“I think God haven’t made any one for me and now I feel like that I should get married to the girl that my parents choose for me”he opened himself to me in response to just a question and I was just looking at him and trying to understand why those poor unlucky girls would leave such a decent, sorted and understanding guy ‘may be for me’ I laughed with happiness in my mind.
“arey chill! Its their loss not yours, if none of them wanted to get settled with a guy like you then none of them deserves you. You’ll get your girl pretty soon”I said
He smiled and replied in lighter mood “you sound pretty confident that I’m gonna meet my life partner soon”
“I bring luck to people’s life hahahah”I laughed and replied
I was still looking at him and thinking how can someone be so perfect, people usually say about rich guys “rich guys are usually womanizer, alcoholic” but that doesn’t apply to him.
I suddenly started feeling a deep connection with him, we both were unlucky in love and looking for the same thing, a perfect life partner who can understand us and have strong compatibility with us.
‘Is he the guy I was looking for?’ I asked myself but I still had some doubts, ‘after meeting so many guys in last 4 years how could I meet my second half through an accidental meeting?’ this question was bothering me, anyways answer for this lies in future, you never know God’s plan.
By now we had talked about a lot of things, I told him about my life, office, yesterday’s presentation, he was very happy to know that my presentation went good just as I expected. I could feel the excitement in his eyes was real. He also told me more about his job, family and friends.
After having 3 cups of Café Latte and two Spinach Corn Sandwiches we finally headed home.
We started meeting frequently and understood each other very closely. Everything was so perfect between us that we started to talk with each other’s silence. There were times when one of us was in a bad mood because of work or family but none of us had to explain anything, other would automatically understood just by looking at the messages sent over Whatsapp. We started to hold each other in ups and downs, enjoy in each other’s small successes, we introduced each other with our friends and family too.
Almost after 3 months Purab proposed me for marriage, I so wanted to say YES to him but there was something holding me back.
A 3 months of relationship which started with an accidental meeting and everything was so perfect since then, this feeling of “too good to be true” was not letting me say YES.
But his care for me, our compatibility, our connection, our understanding, that feeling of completeness whenever I’m with him, was it all just a coincidence or my Destiny, these questions were not letting me say No either
I was not able to understand that we met that day just by an accident or was it decided by God, was it really an accidental meeting or was it Destiny who played her part and made this happen. I think this is what everyone means when they say “You can’t win over Destiny, what’s meant to be happen will happen anyhow”
I didn’t say No, neither I ditched him like 24 other girls. I discussed with him and made him understand that we should give our relation a little bit of more time, lets not rush into this and take baby steps so that we can grow this into a healthy, imperfectly perfect and everlasting relation. As expected he respected my decision and understood, he was very happy that I came to him and discussed what was in my mind and we both agreed that we should give more time to this relation before taking it to any further
“Didi, papa is back from the market, he must have got the engagement ring exchanged with smaller size”Aakash, my younger brother rushed into my room and pulled me by my hand to check whether the size fits as earlier one was loose.
Its been almost ten and half months since I met Purab, 10 months and 14 days to be precise. I finally said YES to him last month. We’re getting engaged tomorrow and getting married 2 days after.
‘Finally its happening, mom and dad were so worried about my marriage, though dad never showed that and said anything to me but I knew it. I also spent 4 years in search of my life partner and met so many guys but never worked out. Who could say that an accidental meeting would overcome hundreds of planned meetings.
As they say “No one gets anything before time and more than Destiny”, same has happened in my case. “Matrimonial failed and Destiny won”
I’m on top of the world and can’t wait to accept “Mr. Wrong coffee Table” as my “Mr. Right for lifetime”.
