Chapter 7

• Mohit's POV
• " Hi, dad!! Mom !! " I said to them.
• " Who has called him here and why?? He doesn't care for me. He doesn't have any time for me. Tell him to go, I don't want to see him. " she said looking away from me.
• " Mom !!! You are overreacting. "
• " Of course, I am overreacting... I send at least 75 messages and called at least 30 times and still, my only son never bothered to call back or come, I am overreacting. "
• " Mom I was really busy... "
• " Right... Go and do whatever you were doing. Don't worry about me. Go and spend your life the way you want. How does that matter if your mom felt humiliated when her friend asked her every day that when are you taking her daughter on an outing? "
• " Mom I didn't like the girl at all. "
• " Why?? She is so beautiful, smart, educated, cultured, belongs to a good family... "
• " But I don't like her... I hope that also matters if I have to select someone to spend my whole life with?? "
• " At least meet her once... You talked to her for merely 5 minutes and already decided that you don't like her?? "
• " Exactly my point mum... I didn't want to spend more than 5 minutes with her. Why waste time in meeting her?? "
• " But you don't even know her... "
• " I don't even want to know her, Mum."
• " Enough!!! I have had enough of this nonsense... both of you please shut up. Mohit what is the matter?? Do you like someone else?? "
• " Umm Yeah... " I said and my mum got very excited all of a sudden.
• " What?? Is it?? Then why didn't you tell me?? Who is she?? Tell me I will go and talk to her and her family. "
• " No mum... Please it's not like that... I need more time. "
• " Why ?? If you like her, propose to her and get married. What are you waiting for ?? "
• " Mom... I can't get married to h..her. please give me some time. I need time to sort out things. It is a bit complicated. "
• " But you are almost 27... "
• " Just 27 mum not 47... I want at least two years and I don't want you to bother me till then. "
• " Are you out of your mind... You would be 29 by then. "
• " So what mum?? "
• " I don't want to wait that long. "
• " I can't help it. I am in love with someone but it is complicated. I can't get married just now... I won't marry anyone else.. "
• " Is it that Rathore girl, the photographer?? "
• " No mom, she is just a friend and she is happily married. Leave her out of it. "
• " But 2 years is too long, at least tell me who is she?? "
• " No mum... "
• " See it doesn't matter to us if she is poor or rich or of she is from another caste or religion. We don't mind, as long as the girl is good... "
• " Mom, please... Give me some time... Or forget about it. "
• " Mohit !!! "
• " No mum... "
• " Will you both please shut up?? Ok, Mohit, you get your two years, but if you don't sort out your complicated situation by that, then I won't listen. After these two years, if you are not settled down, you would have to marry the girl we choose for you. Is this arrangement ok with you? " Dad said looking into my eyes.
• I had no other option but to say yes, at least my family would leave me alone for 2 years. 2 long years of peace...
• I nodded and we had a truce... They would not bother me for 2 long years now.
• I felt so relieved and free I called Robin and we planned and went for a small holiday in France. Those days were so carefree and beautiful.
• Two and a half year later...
• Mohit's POV
• It has been almost 2 years and 7 months since that fateful day when my dad had called me home.
• 2 years which looked like a very long happy period at that point, seemed to fly away at a supersonic speed.
• Robin and I went on at least 6 romantic and carefree trips to the various countries of the world as we both were creative people and could do our work from any part of the world. He kept composing his music and I kept designing the dresses during our long holidays.
• In fact, as we both were happy, it reflected in our work as well and my designs and his music both came out to be even better.
• We got even more work and we both got very busy. Manu was taking care of my office in my absence as she still shared the workspace with me. Even Sahil felt that hat it was safer if she kept working here with me.
• But then 6 months back she got pregnant and as she was carrying twins, she had to take things easy... So now I couldn't go out that easily.
• And as my 2 years were over, my family was again after me k ke anything.
• I said that I had to go out for my work and operated from Mumbai for almost the first 2 months. Robin was giving music in a few films so he was in Mumbai most of the times.
• But then as Manu took the maternity break, I had to be here. Since then my mom has arranged many meetings with various girls. My sister has been trying to pair me up with her younger friends or the younger sisters of her friends.
• I had been trying every trick to avoid them. I could easily write a book on how to say no to a marriage alliance. And if I ever get it published, I was sure that it would be the best sellers of the century.
• So I managed to escape for around 7 months after those 2 careful years.
• It was evening, to bead planning to go home when my phone started buzzing. I was shocked when I got a call from a hospital. They told me that my mom was hospitalized.
• I was shocked and rushed there. I asked the doctor about my mom's health and he said that she was highly stressed. Her BP was too much and her suger level was too low.
• I saw my mom lying on that hospital bed and ran towards her my grandmother and sister were also there. My dad was out of Delhi at that time.
• " Mum !!! " I said and held her hand but she turned her face and pulled her hand out of mine.
• " What have you done to yourself mom?? " I asked. Her face looked pale. She looked weak, I turned her face towards me but she turned her face away again.
• " Mom, I am talking to you. " I said.
• " Mom... !!! " I said in a louder voice.
• " Maya, tell him to go away, I don't want to talk to him or see his face. "
• " Oh, mum !! Why are you saying that? "
• " Maya, tell him to go... it does not matter to him that his family is suffering. "
• " Please don't say that mum, I love you all. "
• " You love us?? Oh please, you never call or visit us, forget that you don't even rerun my calls. "
• " That's because you all want me to get married while I don't want that. "
• " So?? You said that you wanted 2 years and we have you. What is the problem?? Who is that girl?? If you can't talk to her, then I will. " Mom said.
• " No mum... Leave that, I just can't get married to one I love, so I don't want to marry ever... Just please let it be. Please can we not just discuss this?? "
• " Do whatever you want to do. But I would also not take medicines. I don't want a longer life like this. What would I do in a longer life?? Sulk more that my son doesn't want to get married. " She got a bit hyper.
• " Mom please cool down... Why don't you understand... I don't want to get married. "
• " Ok, son fine... I can understand, even I don't want to live. " I got scared that her condition might get worsen.
• " Mom !!! "
• " No, enough is enough... Either you find a suitable and beautiful girl of your own choice or our choice and get married to her within a month or I will lose interest in my life. I don't want to live. "
• " Mom this is absurd.... "
• " I have already said what I had to. "
• " Maya, Dadi maa put some sense and into her. This sheer blackmail. "