Akanksha's POV

I sigh happily as I complete the painting I have been working on for the past three days.

I hope the client likes it.

It was supposed to be an anniversary gift for the client's parents.

She gave me a picture for reference and wanted me to paint it. The happiness on the couple's face made me so happy while I painted this.

The happiness, the smiles and the love between them even after so many years of marriage. This is something I want.

A partner, a soulmate whom I can grow old with while our love and hearts remain young.❤

I come out of my non-existent love life's dream when I hear a knock on the door.

I open the door to see mumma standing there.

She looks at me from top to bottom and I smile sheepishly at her. I am covered in paints.

"Agar kaam ho gaya ho toh hume aapke darshan ho skte hai?"

(Will we get to see you if your work is done?)

She asked mockingly. Obviously she would, I have been spending whole of my time in my painting room since three days.

I nod sheepishly and she hits my head.

"Naha kr neeche aa. Puri rangeen ho rkhi hai."

(Come down after showering. You are covered in paints.)

She mumbled and went away. I went to my room after locking my painting room.

Taking a warm shower, I changed into my nightdress and went down to have dinner.

Papa and my idiot brother, Aman were already sitting there.

Papa had just started serving the food to his plate but that donkey was filling up his mouth.

Aise thhoos raha hai jaise janmo se na khaaya ho. Bhukka kahi ka!

He smiled with his mouth full, showing me all the contents of his half chewed food and I rolled my eyes at this stupid brother of mine. He knows his this habit irritates me and yet he does this again and again in front of me to irritate me.

He is two years younger than me. He makes a cute face at me and I shake my head trying to control the smile about to break out on my lips.

I know he is crazy but I do love him a lot. My stupid baby brother.

We have our dinner teasing and pulling each other's legs.

After dinner, I sat in front of mumma with an oil bottle. She did my champi while papa, me and Aman discussed about his potentials and what job he should go for.

He was confused whether he should go for CA or some other post graduation course.

This is the most confusing and tough choice. 

Samarth's POV

I come back from office and enter my home while talking to my PA.

"Arrange a meeting with Ashwin Mishra and also mail me the details of the recent Saira Group project. Aur haan-"

(And yes-)

I paused seeing mumma glaring at me and quickly mumbled.

"Kal office mai aake baat krte hai."

(We'll talk tomorrow in office.)

I disconnected the call and smiled sweetly at her.

"Kitni baar kaha hai office ko office mai chhod kr aaya kr."

(How many times have I told you not to do office work at home.)

She said still glaring at me.

I walked to her and kissed her cheek to manofy her.

"Sorry. Dobara nhi hoga."

(It won't happen again.)

Before she could say something, we heard papa coming towards us and saying.

"Oyee! Don't kiss my wife."

He said and kissed her other cheek.

"Aap dono baap beto ka kuch nhi ho skta. Ek laparwa hai toh dusra besharam."

(Nothing can happen of this father-son. One is careless and other is shameless.)

She mumbled and went inside the kitchen trying to hide her blush.

Me and papa chuckled and high-fied.

Till mumma was in the kitchen I told him about what all happened in office today.

We stopped suddenly seeing mumma coming out with glasses of water glaring at us, knowing very well what we were doing.

We both smile sheepishly at her and she shakes her mumbling something under her breath.

During dinner, I saw mumma papa talking something through their eyes.

She actioned her eyes towards me and he raised his eyebrows questioning her 'what?'. She glared at him trying to tell something and he nodded understanding. She again motioned towards me.

They both looked at me and I looked back at the food like I did not just see their eye communication.

I continue to eat my food knowing very well what the conversation was about.

This has been happening since the past two years. Mumma would find a suitable girl for me and then they would persuade me to meet her and stuff. But I never liked any girl I met.

Maybe because I was always looking for her in them. Finding her innocence and smile.

Papa cleared his throat but I continued eating.

"Ignore krne ki zarurat nhi hai. Hume pata hai tu jaanta hai."

(There is no need to ignore. We know you know.)

I sighed and looked at mumma who was glaring at me.

"Not again. Please mumma. Abhi nhi. I need a break."

(Not now.)

I said and started getting up. Although I have accepted this long back that we can never be together in this life.

She was way too younger than me. She can never be mine but somewhere some part of mine wants her to be mine and mine only.

I was going back to my room after keeping my dishes in the dishwasher when I heard my mumma say.

"Ek baar sun toh le hai kaun. Tere hi school se padhi hui hai ladki. Akanksha Sharma naam hai."

(Atleast listen who she is. She is from your school only. Her name is Akanksha Sharma.)

I swear I turned so fast that I was sure I would have made a loud whoosh sound.

She was looking at me half-amused and half-smirking.

"Still need a break?"

She asked with amusement in her voice and I looked at her open mouthed.

How did she know? Ab-about her.

"Aap-aapko kaise pata?"

(How do you-you know?)

I asked her and she smiled.

"Maa hu teri. Mere bete ko kya chahiye mujhe pata hai."

(I am your mother. I know what my son wants.)

"Lekin-"

(But-)

"Shorya ne sab bta dia mujhe. Agar pasand krta tha toh bol nhi skta tha kya?"

(Shorya told me everything. If you liked her couldn't you say?)

She said hitting the back of my head. I smiled sheepishly and put forward the only factor that was worrying me.

"Lekin wo mujhse chhoti hai bhut."

(She is too young from me.)

"Sirf 4 saal. Ye toh normal hai. Aur agar usse ya uske parents ko age se koi problem hoti toh rishta kyu accept krte wo?"

(Only 4 years. This is normal. If she and her parents had any problem with the alliance why would they accept it?)

"Unhone rishta accept kr lia?"

(They accepted the alliance?)

I asked with a happy tone. Can't help it. I am very happy. Can't believe that my love could actually be requited.

"Haan. Lekin abhi usne nhi kia. Kal tum dono mil lena ek baar. Lekin usse force nhi karega tu. Samjha?"

(yes. But she did not yet. Meet her once. Don't force her. Got it?)

I nodded seriously. I would never do that.

"Kabhi nhi mumma."

(I would never mumma.)

I said and went to my room with a giddy smile now. I pray she says yes.
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