Rishabala One Shot Story Collections I

My Village Belle

Hello everyone... this story is kind of inspired by Rishi-Roja love track from the movie Roja. Hope you guys will like it.

RK took in the serene beauty of the village where his parents were born as the SUV sped through. He turns to see how his mother was taking the drive and finds her sleeping; she might have been really tired from the travel he thought as no one could sleep through this bumpy ride. He leans back on his seat as he closed his eyes with a happy smile on his face. This is the first time he was coming to his ancestral village, his parents had eloped to Mumbai and got married. He was born and raised in Mumbai but all his life he had heard about the beautiful Motihari and the people there from his parents. Without even seeing the place, he had fallen in love with it and the people. Last week when his mother had told him that it was time for him to get married and what kind of girl he wanted to marry, he had put forth only one demand, the girl should be from Motihari. He smiles remembering his parents' joyous expression. His father had immediately tried contacting his old friend from village. It took him a few days to track him down, and was delighted to hear that he was still in Motihari and had two daughters of marriageable age. When his father had put forth the proposal they were ecstatic. And now they were on their way to meet the girl. RK smiles wondering how the girl would be, he was already in love with his village belle. Having been living in the modern society he somehow never found any interest in the city bred girls, his mind and heart filled with Motihari and its people. Since long he knew if there was a girl for him he would find her in Motihari. He knew she would have difficulty adjusting to his city life, she would even find communicating with people from his circle difficult, and there was a high chance she wouldn't even know English but it didn't matter to him, he knew he will help her with every step and both his parents were raised in Motihari and they have adjusted to the city life very easily, and he had no worries.

"It has changed a lot." RK hears his mother saying in wonder. Looks like his mother woke up from her sleep. "That was what I was thinking. Lot of progress, since we left." Mohan says amazed. Radha opens the window and inhales and says dramatically, "But smells the same." RK chuckles hearing that. "Dad, do you want me to drive? You might be tired." RK says looking at his father worried. "No, I am fine. You were driving since we left Mumbai. You rest now." Mohan says as he continued driving as he took in the view. By late evening they reach Mohan's old house. Mohan gets emotional seeing his younger brother and parents whom he had lost touch with when he had left years ago. They were equally happy to see them and welcomed them open heartedly, forgetting their anger. Radha was also nostalgic seeing her family as she caught up with them. Mohan and Radha were neighbors and had fallen in love. RK visited both his paternal and maternal family. Much later, feeling tired he decided to call it a day. Tomorrow was his big day as he was going to see his village belle.

Next day morning, they all left for Malik's house. As Mohan and Malik talked about their life and was catching up, RK impatiently waited for his village belle. Finally losing his patience, RK keeps looking at Mohan and the moment Mohan looks at him RK glares at him. Realizing he had forgot why he had come there in the first place he says, "It's been an hour we are here and we haven't met your daughter yet." Mohan quickly says giving RK an apologetic look. "Oh yes! I forgot! Seeing you after so long I just forgot the reason why you were here." Malik says and turns to Padmini and says, "Call Madhumati." Padmini brings Madhumati out who was wearing a saree as she nervously walked in looking down. "Come sit here." Radha invites her near her and Madhumati sits next to her while RK slyly looks at her. She was a beautiful girl. "I got a gift for you." Radha says as she handed her the saree she had got for her. Then turning to Padmini she asks, "Padu, where is your other daughter? Madhubala." "Balaa..." Padmini calls her and Madhubala comes out smiling happily and says Namaste. Then she turns to boldly look at RK. She looks him top to bottom and then smiles approvingly. RK looks at her in shock. Her sister hadn't even looked at him once, but this Madhubala had checked him out boldly and even approved him if he was to go by her bright smile. "This is for you." Radha says as she hands her a saree. Madhu happily takes the saree and says "Tang yooou." RK smiles hearing her, seeing him smiling at her she smiles proudly having said her English correctly. Madhubala checks out the saree and seeing Madhubala looking at the saree Radha says smiling, "I hope you like it." "You got it wrong, aunty." "BALA!" Malik scolds her. "Yes?" Madhubala turns to her father in polite interest ignoring the fact that he had just scolded her making RK grin. "Why is it wrong?" Radha asks to avoid any scene. "You see, green suits di more and yellow suits me more." Madhubala explains. "Oh! I didn't know that." Radha says disappointed. "That's okay, aunty. We will exchange." Madhumati finally says. RK's face falls as he had selected the yellow one for his village belle. Watches sadly as the sisters exchanged the sarees.