Its been a week since I decided on meeting him. Today, he is coming to Delhi to meet me. He originally also lived in Delhi but moved to Bangalore for his job. He is a software engineer in some company. I didn't read too much of his bio. I mean I know the basic things about him and reading his bio was going to do nothing to my nervousness,
I am wearing a salwar suit with jhumki I just love jhumkis. I wanted to go in a jeans top as that is how I normally dress up but both my parents straightly rejected that idea. They just went like no you have to dress up as if he is going to come all dressed up to meet me. I applied some lipstick and I was ready. I headed downstairs after keeping all the essentials in my purse. I reach downstairs and see my parents waiting for me.
"You look so beautiful" mom said smiling as soon as saw me coming and looked me up and down. I smiled at her
"Don't be nervous and be confident. Ask him whatever you want to know" dad said and hugged me. I nodded my head and took a deep breath and left for my car after saying my goodbyes to them. I drove to the restaurant we were going to meet.
When Papa asked me to decide the place I already knew where I was going for. It was one of my favourite places to eat. It has beautiful interior and some cabins incase someone needs some privacy for personal talks. I have always visited this place with my friends in college and it is perfect place for a date. I mean it is kind of a date only.
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I reach the restaurant in some time and walked inside and looked around to see if he has arrived. I could not find him and got settled on a table in the corner. I thought of waiting for him for a while without calling. after five minutes I decided against it and straight up called him
"Hello" a deep manly voice came from the other side. His voice, it has always been the most attractive thing about him. I have always been a fan for his deep voice.
"Hi, I am Navika" I said picking on the tissue paper infront of me. I cant just sit straight
"Yes, I know. I have your number" he said in a concentrated tone. I guess he is driving
"Oh, I was just calling to inform you that I have arrived" I said trying to sound nice
"I will be there in five minutes" he said and disconnected the call. Rude. He could have at least said bye
After five minutes I saw him entering the restaurant. He looked around for a while before spotting me in the corner waving my hand. Our eyes lock and I smile at him which he returns with a beautiful grin. He looks handsome as he walk towards me. He is wearing a jeans and t-shirt with a coat. He still has his beard. He has a good physique too as always. It looks like he works out. I think as I check him out.
"I hope you did not have to wait for long" he said settling down on the chair opposite to me
"No, I did not" I said shaking my head and he smiled at me. We sat in silence for some time just looking at each other awkwardly
"Our parents wants us to get married but do you remember we used to fight all the time" he said breaking the silence and I gave him a confused look
"We used to fight?" I asked not even remotely remembering anything like that. The only things I remember are meeting him at some parties and wedding some years ago.
"You don't remember? We always fought with each other when we were kids over the smallest things. When you were smaller about four years old. My parents used to visit your house on daily basis. Remember how you used to force me to play those dolls with you and I would run around the whole house to get away from you" he said smiling at me. Shit, that was him. I remember running behind someone to play with me. I was crazy. I loved my dolls and always had some make believe game ready to play.
"I remember a little bit now. Oh god" I said hiding my face in my palms. He laughed and continued telling me stupid stories about our childhood.
"Yeah and I always got scolded because you would end up crying when I was running away" he said giving me a playful irritated look and I laughed biting my lip
Our food had already arrived. I ordered pasta for myself and he ordered a plate of chole bhature. His food looks yummy. I should have ordered that too. I think looking at his plate. I wish he was my friend I would have just shared it with him without asking and being manner less.
"You want a bite" he asked shifting his plate towards me
"No, I am good" I said and shook my head and continued eating my pasta
"You sure, it is very tasty" he said shifting the plate more closer to me. It is just too tempting. Maybe I can eat a bite. I pout at the dish and shake my head again. He will think I am manner less.
"Have it" he said now shifting his plate completely at my side. It is just too tempting. I can be mannered some other time.
"Just a bite because you are insisting" I said putting a bite in my mouth. It is just too tasty. I look at him and he is just shaking his head smiling looking at his plate.
"You want some too" I ask shifting my plate towards him now.
"Why do you think I asked you" he asked grabbing a spoonful and putting it in his mouth. He is definitely sweet.
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