From being arranged to love!!! #An Indian Love Story

1.Thé Prèdiçtion!!

Ruveee... Don't make me call you again... Get up..." , I could hear my mom shouting at the top of her voice from our kitchen.

Well I am pretty sure that by now the whole locality must have understood that I am an eaaaaaarly rooster... Well I guess you can sense the tone of sarcasm in my voice.

The owner of that voice is my Amma.. Meera Sanjay. She is a typical house wife, catering the needs of her husband, family and the household.

"Rithika.... Weren't you the one planning to go to gym today... Sanjay both your daughters are becoming more lazier day by day."

"Meera, today is a Sunday.. Let them sleep for a bit more... Anyway they are having holidays now.."

"Sanjay, don't tell me you forgot about meeting Shivji... We had an appointment with him at 11 today."

So as you see... Shivji is our family astrologer... It was he who did all our family astrologies since the time of my grandparents. Today we had made an appointment with him. And my mom was a great believer of astrology. 

I was fine with it. I can't say that I believe strongly in these... But what is the harm in doing some poojas if it can ease my mom's tension.

" Ha Meera mujhe bilkul yaad hai...( Yeah Meera, of course I remember..) Don't worry we will meet him today."

My dad also thought like me. He too did not believe blindly in these things. 
He is an advocate and a very free dad. I could always talk to him about anything. We together used to read the love letters I got from college.

He never judges a person just by his looks and does not believe in the verse that the first impression is the best impression. He always pampers me and my sister. 

My sister. Rithu, Rithika Sanjay. She has just written her entrance exams and is waiting for the results. She excels in academics while I excelled in everything other than academics. She is 5 years younger than me and complete opposite of me.

Rithika, She is the pet of papa and mama... She is 17... She is the baby here. And also a small villain... She could easily flatten papa with her cute smile. But I loved her so much... She wanted me for everything.

She is very friendly and open. She can  communicate with anyone effortlessly. She loved sports and never entered the kitchen by herself.

Hmm.. Now I hope that you have gotten a slight description of me. I am Dhruvika Sanjay, fashion designer. I just celebrated my 22nd birthday 8 months back, so I'm actually at 22 and a half now.

I have completed my course and is planning to start a fashion boutique with my only and forever best friend Shika.

As I said I am completely opposite of my sister. I loved to sing and dance whenever I am free. I was sort of shy. My main hobby was to read and cook food. I got that from Amma. She is a great cook.

Well, let's go back to the story of my life, or my love life...

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I knew it was time for me to get up, we had to meet Shivji uncle. But the bed was too cozy to get up. But still I got up and went downstairs. Papa was reading the news and mama was in the kitchen. I helped her a bit and then got ready to leave.

We reached there by 10:40 and was asked to wait in the reception, before a guy, in a white dhoti and a white scarf covering his chest, ushered us inside.
Shivji greeted us and asked me to sit in front of him. I obeyed and sat there silently.

We asked him about my boutique but was said that this is not the perfect time as something important and big was waiting for me. He said that I had to wait a few more months before I start the work.

When I was about to thank him and get up, to my utter astonishment, my mom asked him about my marriage.

Shivaji checked my kundli** and gave a heavy sigh. And I was sure that whatever he is going to say, I'm not gonna like it.

He then read my kundli which took each of us off guard. He said something long and big, which my brain refused to process. I could hear my mom gasp. All I realized was one thing.

I was getting married. At the age of 22 and half. Oh My God!! I didn't want this. At least not now. Please.

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So how is the first chapter. I hope you all liked it. Please give me feedbacks.

Heyas... I've did a small editing to the chapter, and I hope the old readers might have noticed it... Don't worry.. No new elements.... But as a respect to the readers that are Non - Indians, I've added the translation for the Hindi words right next to the said ones....

Also Indians are people with many mythological and unscientific beliefs.. And astrology is one of them... And Kundli is an element in Astrology, created on the basis of exact birthdates, time and place of an individual. It is actually a personal horoscope chart that tells you the position of various planets, including sun and moon at the time of one's birth.

Enjoy the story!!

Love, Amaira.
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