An Arranged Love Marriage: First meeting

This is the story of those two people who were happy before meeting. Its not a story that says a long long time ago there lived a princes!!. Yes this story has someone’s princess. A pretty princess with lot of naughtiness.

December 2014 winter was at its peak. It was foggy everywhere. Mornings were chilling. I was on my Black Pearl (I call my avenger 220 as Black Pearl). My dad was riding with me as a pillion rider. It was my first motorcycle and I was feeling proud to having dad sit with me on the bike. Destination was a nearby town to my village. Empty road was forcing me to ride fast, but due to the fear of getting scolded by dad I was maintaining a moderate speed. I was thinking about what is going to happen in the next 20 mins. I was anxious and somewhat nervous too. We entered the town and reached our destination. It was a house on the first floor. I was about to meet someone whom I am going to be with for my entire life. I parked my bike in front of the gate and slowly pushed the brownish metal gate. There was no sound if you are imagining that!.

                We were greeted by an uncle and my “to be wife’s” dad. I sat next to my dad in the corner of the sofa worrying about what next. My hands were automatically rubbing each other. I wanted to see you and talk to you. I wanted to know you before saying anything. I was planning all that I had to tell you and ask you in my mind over and again. A aunty came inside with some snacks. There was no sign of you. We finished the snacks and then you arrived, the princess of my life. With peacock walk, you stood next to your aunt and greeted us. I had a urge to get up and shake your hand suddenly. I was feeling shy to look at you and talk. I dint know what to do and how to talk. Elders were around and I felt as if I have been punished by making me sit and wanting to talk with. Somehow gathered the courage and asked permission to speak to you. We walked out of the house towards the gate. You looked pretty in that green dress you wore that day. I noticed a small portion of your hair that was flying on your face, it was beautiful. I wanted to appreciate your soothing beauty. I have seen so many pretty people in my life but no one had such a calmingly beautiful face. I don’t remember what I spoke that day with you. I remember that mole on your left hand but not what you said. I so wanted to say that I want to get married to you then and there itself. But then I was not ready for marriage, I was in no position to take care of you the way I wanted to. I wanted to know more about you. I wanted to be in touch with you. I know you remember what I had told. I told I can’t decide in one meeting about my life partner. That was the wisest thing I guess I ever said, because you also dint wanted to get married then. We agreed on being in touch and knowing ourselves more. I had no intention of leaving you and go, but you had a marriage to attend and your aunt came out side and called us upstairs. Finally we had to go apart. This was the first meeting that I ever had with the pretty princess of my life