Akanksha's POV

I came out of my painting room covered in paints. Mumma called me and said to come to her after taking shower.

I went to my room and took a warm shower.

Changing into my nightdress I went to mumma and hugged her.

She caressed my face and said.

"Kuch baat krni thi."

(Wanted to talk about something.)

I hummed with my eyes closed.

"Rishta aaya hai tere liye ek."

(There is an alliance for you.)

I looked at her shocked. I was not expecting this at all.

"Mumma!"

She turns to me and cups my face.

"Ladka bhut achha hai. Business man hai. Achha kamata hai. Gharbaar bhi achha hai. Hum mil chuke hai family se. Bhut achhe suljhe hue log hai. Aur sabse achhi baat wo tere hi school mai padhta tha."

(The boy is very good. He is a businessman. Earns well. The family is very nice. We have met them. They are very sweet people. He is your school's pass out.)

Mumma said in a mirthful tone. I was numb till now but I came back to my senses. Her smile resembled a light bulb right now. It was so big and bright.

I smiled too and said.

"Agar aapko aur papa ko pasand hai toh mujhe koi problem nhi hai."

(If you and papa like it then I have no issues.)

"Tu phir bhi ek baar mil le. Achhe se tasalli kr le. Khud bhi pasand krle."

(Meet him once. Be satisfied. Then say yes.)

I nodded and hugged her.

"Kya baatein ho rhi hai?"

(What are you discussing?)

Here comes that idiot.

"Akanksha ki shaadi ki."

He frowned at mumma and looked at me.

"Itni jaldi! Abhi toh ye bhut chhoti hai."

(So soon! She is too young now.)

"Aur tu bhut bada ho gaya na. Tujhse badi hu mai."

(And you are grown up. I am elder to you.)

I said and he continued frowning.

"Itni jaldi kya hai mumma. Ruk jaao abhi kuch 4-5 saal."

(What's the hurry. Wait 4-5 years now.)

"Dimag kharab hai tera?"

(Are you mad?)

Mumma asked.

"Kya jaldi mach rhi hai aapko?"

(What is the hurry?)

He asked irritated.

"Iski shaadi hogi tabhi toh tujhe pakadenge na hum."

(When she will be married then only we'll target you.)

Mumma teased knowing very well why he was frowning.

"Awww mera pyaara bhai. Miss krega mujhe?"

(My lovely brother. You'll miss me?)

I said pulling his cheeks and he swatted my hands away.

"Jee nhi. Bas iss baat ki tension hai ki ab mere kaam kaun karega."

(No way. I am just worried about who will do my work now.)

I gaped at his audacity and said.

"Aman ke bacche. Chhodungi nhi mai tujhe. Naukrani lagti hu mai teri."

(You. I will not leave you. Am I your servant.)

He ran away laughing and said.

"Haan lagti toh hai. Aur baat meri baccho ki toh usme abhi time hai."

(Yes you are. And about my kids they still have time to come.)

I chased behind him. We ran in the whole house and he finally stopped in my room.

"Ok peace-out."

He said and slumped on the bed. I too slumped beside him and we took deep breaths.

"Sun! Tu itni jaldi shaadi mat kr na."

(Listen! Don't marry so early.)

I heard his soft whisper after some time and ruffled his hair.

"I know you will miss me."

He clicked his tongue and rolled his eyes.

"Bilkul bhi nhi."

(Not at all.)

He said but his sullen face said otherwise.

My stupid, little brother!

Samarth's POV

I was getting ready for our first meet.

Its not a date, is it?

No its not. She doesn't know me. I don't even know if she remembers me from school.

Yesterday mumma called her mother and fixed this meet for us.

We are meeting in a restaurant. It is a simple and beautiful restaurant which I personally visited before finalising to make sure that we could meet there comfortably and she would like it.

Also, I talked to Shorya to ask him why he told mumma. Although I should thank him. But no, I wouldn't. Ye dosti ki tauheen ho jaayegi.

He said that mumma literally blackmailed him saying that she would tell his mother how he used to say that his mother didn't cook nice whenever he would come home. He did that jokingly but mothers are mothers. Expert in blackmailing.

I looked myself in the mirror checking my appearance. Hmm, I look okay.

What should do that she likes me?

"Ladkiyan kapdo se nhi manners aur behavior se impress hoti hai."

(Girls are not impressed by clothes but behaviors and manners.)

Mumma said coming out of nowhere.

She came near me and set my shirt's collar.

"I know lekin ek first impression toh banana hai na."

(I have to make a first impression.)

She looked at me from top to bottom.

"Hmm. Perfect."

She said with a smile and I asked.

"Impression padega?"

(Will it make an impression?)

"Flat ho jaayegi."

(She will be flat.)

She said winking and I chuckled and hugged her.

"Thank you so much and bless me."

She patted my back and went out taking my car keys.

I reached the restaurant and asked at the reception whether anyone was already there for the booking under my name.

Thanking God that I was not late, I went inside and waited for her.

I started remembering the first time I saw her.

I was in 10th standard when I first saw her. She was very young at the time. She was in 6th class. 

Yeah! I felt like a pedophile for even thinking about her.

I was walking in the corridor with my friends when I heard someone calling me from behind.

It was a soft and sweet voice. I turned and saw a young girl coming towards me with small steps.

"Ye aapka hai."

(This is yours.)

She said forwarding me a hanker chief. It was mine. 

I bent to her level and smiled at her.

"Thank you."

I said pinching her cheeks and she smiled and waved her hands at me in a bye.

I continued to look at her till she disappeared from my sight.

Feeling a nudge on my waist I came out of my thoughts and saw my best friend, Shorya standing there with a frown.

"Kya dekhe jaa rha hai? Gyi wo bachi."

(What are you looking at? That kid is gone.)

That's when I realised that I was staring at a kid. I know I shouldn't have felt that but when she called me so sweetly I felt something strange.

An emotion so strong. A feeling to protect her always. A feeling that no harm should ever come to her. A desire that she remains in front of my eyes. Always.

I never told anyone due to the fear that they may rebuke me saying that she was a child and I was behaving like a pedophile.

And since that day, whenever we used to walk in the corridor my eyes searched for her involuntarily. Whenever I could catch a glimpse of her, a smile would etch upon my face. When I could not see her an unsettling feeling would occur in my heart and I would remain edgy and frowning the whole day.

Funny how a little girl of class 6 could hold such power over me. But I think that's what God wanted.

Although that time, I felt that whatever I was doing was very wrong.

I came out my thoughts hearing my name.

"Umm-Samarth?"

I looked at saw her standing there. Looking beautiful and innocent as ever.

I just continued to look at her. Seeing her after so many years. Ohh! someone save my heart.
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