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So, after like 5 minutes of awkwardly smiling at each other, Jhaanvi finally said: Your mom said you wanted to ask me something.
Me: Yeah. I mean, No. I just wanted to thank you for the delicious dinner.
Jhaanvi: It’s OK. Anytime. Is there anything else?
Me: Hmmm… Yes… I mean no. That’s it. Thanks again.
Yes, there was something else. There were lot of something elses. I wanted to tell her that she was the most beautiful girl I ever met and ask her if she would have dinner with me; but she was so lovely and I looked liked a schnook and she was so charming, I couldn’t gather the courage to ask her out.
Jhaanvi: Listen, there’s this nice restaurant in Amreli, where they serve the best Crispy Veg ever and Crispy Veg is my favorite. Would you like to have dinner with me there tomorrow night?
I was like Damn! She is a brave girl! I felt like and I swear to God I won’t lie but I felt like Chullu bhar paani me doob ke mar jaau. ;)
Me: Oh, yes. Sure thing. I love Crispy Veg too.
Then she smiled. It was a pleasing smile – you could tell. No wonder I felt like I should forget about the chullu bhar paaani thing and just sit there all night with her, talking about anything to everything!
After looking at each other and smiling like Goddamn fools for a while, Jhaanvi stood up, walked just next to me and took my hands in hers. God, her hands were so tiny, soft and warm! Then, she came even closer and took me into her arms & hugged me so firmly that I could literally smell her gorgeous breath & all, and it was so beautiful I wished to God she would never let me go. Then, she placed her hands around my neck and pulled me even closer and kissed me on both my cheeks and my forehead! :)
Before I could gather what just happened, she let go of me and said, “Good Night”. And just like that, disappeared into the dark, leaving me all alone and it felt like something was not right, like there has to more to our story since this was not a perfectly HAPPY ending. I swear to God I was already missing the mesmerizing scent of her smell, the way she had hold my hands and the peculiar happiness I felt when her lips touched my cheeks!
Them Goddamn Girls, drive you crazy Man. I swear to God they do. Every single time. Of course, in a good way! :)
I sat there on the terrace for like half an hour trying to understand the hormonal locha and the tingly feeling going through my body. I felt like I was out of breath and I could even hear my heartbeats and all. But mostly, I felt happy! Never in my dreams did I think that my first kiss (A kiss on a cheek or forehead is still a kiss, especially for a guy who is 22 and for whom, the only source of kiss on forehead is his mom) would be with a gaanv-ki-gori and that a gaanv-ki-gori can kiss this good!
After the hormonal lochas
were settled a bit, I went down into the house, around like 11 PM; most were already asleep and the rest were getting ready for sleep. There were 2 bedrooms – Gents were to sleep in one room and the ladies into the other. I was dying to see Jhaanvi one last time before going to bed. I wanted to tell her all about the adrenaline rush I felt upstairs and maybe ask her about the hormonal locha – if she knew why I was feeling so restless or if she too was feeling the same; but all the ladies were already inside their room and the room was locked from inside and all :(
I was just about to let go when I remembered that the fridge was in the ladies room, so I could ask for a bottle of water and all (Even if i was not thirsty and that there were water bottles in our room), and if Jhaanvi was awake, I would get to at least see her.
So, I got out of my bed and knocked the door of Ladies’ room. I said, “Maa. I need some water, please”.
And turned out, God was extra mehrbaan since it was Jhaanvi who answered the door :)
Me: Oh, hi Jhaanvi. Is my mom alive.. I mean is she awake. I need some water please?
I must have looked like a Goddamn fool – I swear to God.
Jhaanvi: No, I am afraid she is gone… I mean she is asleep. (Then she smiled slightly. You should have seen the expressions on her face. It was priceless. I swear to God it was. It’s funny how they told me that to make her fall in love I had to make her laugh. But every time she laughs, I’m the one who falls in love! ). And I’ve already put the bottles in your room. Didn’t you see? It’s on the table, just next to your bed.
Me (Blushing): Oh, I didn’t find them. May be I missed them. Probably because it is so dark in there. Anyway, I don’t feel thirsty anymore. Sorry for the trouble. Good Night.
Jhaanvi: Oh, it’s OK and you could always turn ON the lights if its too dark. Anyway, Good Night and do not hesitate to knock next time you feel thirsty! ;)
Boy, I could tell she knew water was just an excuse. I swear to God she knew. And God, she has the dirty mind – probably not as developed as mine (Well, no competition there ;) ) but she sure got it! She knows how to flirt and knows it damn well. That naughty look on her face when she stressed the word thirsty, was sexy as fuck, if you really want to know. All I could come up in response was this stupid smile and actually, I don’t blame myself. I mean, first – she looked so gorgeous with that naughty expressions on her face and second, Boy, the way her curves were gloving in her night clothes and all! I, like most men, have always been a sucker for them curves!
If you really want to know why the best I could come up with, was this stupid smile on my face, well; that particular moment was too hot for anyone to not look like a Goddamn schnook!
Before I could succeed in getting rid of the stupid smile off my face, luckily, we said Good Night to each other and then I was back in my bed, happy as fuck!
Have you ever come across one of those funny days when you can’t just sleep for no damn reason at all? I bet you have – especially if you are lucky enough to come across a girl like Jhaanvi. Well for me, this was one of those days. I was feeling so restless and my heart was beating like I had just finished a 100 meter race in 10 seconds – that I couldn’t sleep. It was almost 2 AM and I was wide awake. I even tried one of those Baba Ramdev’s meditation techniques for Christ’ sake, but all in vain! :D
Then I rewound to the moment when Jhaanvi and I were standing just next to each other on the terrace and how I could feel her soft, warm and sexy-as-fuck breasts touching my body while she hugged me. Surprisingly, when I stepped back a little realizing that her breasts were getting in way of our hug (which was obviously a win-win situation for me but I had stepped back assuming that she may not be comfortable), she had pulled me back, hugging with even greater strength! And God, the way she had this sexy smile oh her face, assuring me that it’s OK, it almost killed me!
Then I fall asleep and I have to say – throughout the night, I slept like a Goddamn child.
The next day, I had to wake up at around 6AM! Fucking 6AM, for Christ’ sake! And then, just like that, the entire day passed. Yes, we had breakfast, some chit-chat, then lunch and some more chit-chat and all. Plus, I got to spend some more time with Jhaanvi and the more time I spent with her, the more I came to realize how gracious, lovely and smart she is!
Then came the big date night, the next day. Since I had spent a couple of days with Jhaanvi, I was not as nervous as I had in the beginning. Anyway, my mom chose the perfect clothes for me – a grey trouser and a plain light-blue Shirt. She also added that I looked so handsome that Jhaanvi will fall more in love with me. Moms, you know :)
But the moment Jhaanvi got out of her room, wearing a white Salwar Kamiz, it was me who fell in love with her the more ! She looked so adorable, you should have seen her!
After saying goodbyes to our parents and promising to return home latest by 11PM, we took an auto to the restaurant in Amreli. We reached the restaurant in 10 minutes. Apparently, since Jhaanvi and her family were regular at the restaurant, the manager knew Jhaanvi very well, so we got a nice 2-person table straightaway.
Me: Jhaanvi, what shall we have for the dinner?
Jhaanvi: You order na? I have had almost everything here.
Me: So Jhaanvi, it’s almost everything right? Let’s order something you have not had yet. And I bet you have not had any of the “Daawat special” items!
To which, she smiled. God, it feels so good to see her smile, every single time! :)
Jhaanvi: Well, that was easy, OK? Nobody orders the ‘special’ items. But yes, let’s find out if the ‘special’ items are really special or not.
We ordered main course from the ‘Daawat special’ items, along with Tomato Soup and Crispy Veg in starters.
Then we started chatting about each others’ lives and guess what I found out about her parents? Her parents had a LOVE marriage! Can you believe that? I mean, ours was the only sukha family, as far as love marriages were concerned. Not cool!
So, Jhaanvi’s mom is from Baroda and her father from the village. They met at a damn wedding in Baroda and apparently, they just got along, right away! And the rest is history, said Jhaanvi.
God, the way Jhaanvi talks is just amazing. I mean, the way she puts all her energy and gets all excited while talking about things she likes, it is just so beautiful!
Then I told her about the ‘arranged marriage’ curse on our family and how our family is the most sukha family ever. She thought I was being silly for not listening to the Arranged marriage’s side of story. She said that relationship – be it a love marriage or an arranged marriage requires trust, commitment and respect. That’s it. At the end of the day, there’s no big difference between Love and Arranged marriages. Sure Arranged marriages can be difficult in the beginning since they require lots of efforts to understand each other. I mean, it can be frustrating when you don’t know her likes & dislikes and she doesn’t know yours. But trust me, 5 years down the line, it doesn’t really matter. What matters 5 years down the line, is knowing that you have a partner who won’t leave your side no matter what! That’s what the relationship is about. Otherwise, be it Love or Arranged marriage, it doesn’t really take long for a jaan to become a jaanwar and a cutie to become a kutti!
I’ve always argued with one of my female friends that it is boys and not girls, that mature fast when compared to each other. Now I realized, how wrong I was. At least, we can’t generalize the maturity level based on genders.
Here I was with a girl who has lived her entire life in a village, yet her thinking is so deep and mature! Whatever she said, it all made so much sense. I was thoroughly impressed, to tell you the truth. I mean, she is funny, looks good, cooks good and most importantly, knows how things work! If I were to compare myself with her in all the above criteria, not only would I lose but my condition would be quite similar to that of Congress party in General Elections 2014!
In fact, all of a sudden, I couldn’t care less what those frustrated middle-aged men have to say about the marriages. I mean, in the worst case I would become one of those frustrated middle-aged men! Big deal! I would at least have a partner whom I could count on, when I’m at my worst!
And, maybe I would be just glad to be able to pick on those young, dynamic and desperately-ready-to-mingle bachelors! God, that would be some fun day! ;)
Anyway, the Crispy Veg was delicious – just like Jhaanvi had promised and the ‘Special’ item was good as well. Jhaanvi thanked me for suggesting the ‘Special’ item since Jhaanvi and her family were coming there for years and neither of them ever thought of ordering one of the ‘Special’ items.
Meanwhile, I was gathering all the courage I could to tell her how lovely she was and ask her if she would marry a schnook like me. God knew I was trying hard. Deep down, I knew she would not refuse my proposal but still, I could not do it. Maybe, even after the encouraging lecture on relationships given by Jhaanvi, I was still afraid of the marriages. Maybe I will be, forever :(
Just like that, the dinner was over and my only chance of proposing her was gone. We were cutting our trip short and the next day, we were to leave for home. I had a really great time with her and was convinced that she is the one. I was even ready to become one of those frustrated middle-aged men but only if I could overcome the unknown fear that’s been haunting me since the time I had my first crush, back in high school :(
Anyway, we reached Lilya – Jhaanvi’s village at around 10.30 PM and most of the village was asleep. The 10 minutes walk from the bus station to her home was my only hope. I was sure Jhaanvi too didn’t want the night to end just like that. Reason being, since the moment we stepped out of the auto, she had placed my hands in hers. And the speed with which she was walking, it would take us at least half an hour to reach home.
After a while, Jhaanvi asked me if I would be back someday and I almost couldn’t reply, to tell you the truth. My mom always says that I am a very emotional guy. I knew, deep down my heart, I was hurting more than Jhaanvi, only I wasn’t showing it. After some time, I told her I would be back soon and that she was so kind and that I ‘liked’ her. She said, she was so happy meeting me and she wished if we had more time.
Time is a peculiar bitch, if you really want to know. I remember time had always been so kind to me but not when I needed it the most and that is so unfair! :(
As we reached closer to her home, my heart started beating very fast. I didn’t know what it was but I felt something was not right and that I would be missing out a great deal if I didn’t tell Jhaanvi my feelings for her. Then, all of a sudden, I had these moments flashing around my eyes when I had the chance to express my feelings for these 2 beautiful girls from school and college, whom I found interesting but couldn’t overcome my shyness!
The moment we were just outside her home, I don’t know why or how, but I decided to break out of past chalking experiences. I don’t know if it was the way she was looking at me or the way she wouldn’t let go of my hand even when we were almost home, but I decided to get filmy.
“Jhaanvi, I want to tell you something”, I told her as I went down on my knees, just outside her home!
She must’ve been amazed, I swear to God.
“Jhaanvi, I can’t remember the last time I was so happy as I am during the last couple of days that I spent with you and your family. I came here only for my mother, as I knew she would be so glad if I agreed to meet you. I had no intention to ‘see’ you since I don’t believe in marriages in the first place. And I have seen too many of married men complaining about marriages and all, that I had decided to stay unmarried as long as I can. But, after meeting you and knowing you, I don’t think I want to wait till I turn 25.”
Jhaanvi had tears in her eyes. She said she she was so happy. I held her right hand and continued..
“Jhaanvi, I deeply admire the way you have been silently waiting for me for so many years. I really do. I think you are beautiful for that. I mean - It’s one thing to fall in love. It’s another to feel someone else fall in love with you, and to feel a responsibility toward that love. I think you are beautiful for the way your eyes shine when you talk. I think you are beautiful for the way you think. I think you are beautiful for your awesome sense of humour. I think you have the ability to make other people smile, even when you are sad and I think you are beautiful for that. And, you cook amazing Theplaas.” …
“Jhaanvi, I want to live and reach middle-age with you so that I can warn the desperately ready-to-mingle young lads about the nightmares that come along with a wife. I want to become a middle-aged man frustrated with you. Lastly, I know we are too young to get married and to have the understanding of how the world works and all, but I also know that as long as we have each other, we would do just fine. So, Jhaanvi Parmar, will you marry me?”
Jhaanvi said, with tears all over her pretty face, “Yes, I will marry you.”
Then ladies and gentlemen, just outside her home, I had my first real kiss :)
After a while, she let go of me and said, “BTW, I should warn you that you won’t have to wait till your middle-age to get frustrated, just a couple of years with me will do just fine! I will marry you only if you are fine with the quick turn-around time.” ;)
I smiled, pulled her closer, placed my hands around her shoulder and kissed her on the forehead and said, “Oh yeah, I am totally fine. In fact, the sooner, the better” :)