“Naah!! Didn’t they say she was... ummm ...homely.” Avinash looked on while
she virtually kicked her opponent.
“What are the chances!!”, he whispered. Being the
leader of his video game team, back in the US, the thought of getting beaten by a
girl sent shivers down his spine.
“No no no... I can’t marry her! she would beat me in every single
He started pitying the dark haired skinny boy who was being
ruthlessly thrashed in front of his friends. “Whatever did he do to deserve her wrath?”
“How’s that for a girl huh!! Loser”, she screamed as she punched
character to ground. It was that very moment Avinash realized that he was
falling in love with this vivacious girl who could slam even better than him.
He shuddered at the thought of his Mom meeting her,
and was pretty sure, if Avni finds out that this was just a courtesy visit, he
might end up with a broken nose, or more. He had half a mind to turn and go
back, but then the fragments of last meet, with one of his mom’s choices, came to his mind.
She was tall, pretty and sophisticated. When he asked
her what she likes doing the most, she went into thinking mode, for about 10
minutes. And after lot of brainstorming she said,”Sleeping” and then added “cooking
“Well, if I have to marry a stranger”, he thought, “why not
someone who could join my Halo* team.”
Along with the crowd, he too watched, anticipating the
outcome. The boy was trying his best to resist her hits, but the masterful strikes
that she hauled on him were too much to handle. Finally, she took the sword and
sliced him into two, killing the character.
The boy slammed the console on the desk. She looked straight
at him and with a mischievous glint her eyes, said loud and clear,”Valar
“Can she be any more cool !!”, he smiled, ”She quotes Game
Avinash had made up his mind; it was to sweep the girl off her
Avani stood up and then quickly checked the time. Hastily
she straightened her dress, realizing that she was here to meet, not kill
The beautiful curls in her hair, that her sister had so
painstakingly ironed, were all frizzy and undone. In quick strokes, Avni smoothed her hair, praying that her Medusa lookalike locks won’t be a distraction.
While she was still wondering, Avinash walked up to her.
“Hey”, he said, taking the console, “Care for another game.”
She looked up, a little startled and then she smiled.
They say love makes the way go round. For Avni and Avinash, this was definitely the case. She hammered him in their first game, mostly because he was busy looking at her. But it took more that just video game skills to butter up his mother.
Aninash could only smile when Avni's father took him to a corner and asked him, in all the seriousness, "I hope you know what you are getting into Son. My daughter is quite ... umm unusual".
Avinash knew that this pesky little alien was a perfect match to his stubborn self.
*Valar Morghulis translates to "All men must die" *Halo - science fiction video game
Phew!! this is the first time I have written a long story. I am not very good at stretching a plot, it was all I could weave :) Hope you liked it. I would love to hear your views. Love, suggestion, brickbats - everything's welcome.
This was Avinash’s first visit to India in 15 months and he was already longing to go back. The continuous badgering about bride and marriage, both by his parents and relatives, irritated him to no end. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to get married and share his life with a lovely wife, but this ridiculous charade of looking at pictures and meeting girls was getting on his nerves.
Secretly, he had always fancied love marriages, the one with lot of drama, where he is supposed to charm the girl and her parents. But unfortunately, love didn’t find its way into Avinash’s life. He envied his best friend’s story, who eloped with his girlfriend to US and then invited their parents for the wedding. That’s a rocking love story.
"What will I tell my kids", he would often think,"that I saw your Mom in the living room and fell in love when she served me tea and Samosa. Gah!"
“I don’t like this girl”, he heard his Mom telling his Dad. “Look at her eyes, she has a rebellious streak I am telling you!!”
“Just like your son”, his Dad promptly replied. They were talking about Avani, the girl he picked to meet today. He had seen Avani’s photo just once and chose her, only because his Mom was forcing him to select the other girl.
“I am thinking of refusing this match Avi, but since the meeting is fixed, you can go for courtesy sake.”
His mom then went on to examine a pile of photographs laid on the table, the sight of which irked Avinash even more.
His mom believed that a nice cultured girl would make a good bride. Is that what he wanted too? He didn’t know, although, he was pretty interested in meeting the girl who picks Sports-Center as the first meet up point.
After checking himself in the mirror for the tenth time, he left home and drove towards the mall. He parked his car in the basement, took a deep breath and walked inside.
The place was crowded, with young and old. There were still five minutes left, so he roamed around a little, watching people play.
“Die, die, die, die”, he heard a girl screaming her lungs out and turned to see a young crowd gathered around video game machines, watching a petite girl playing against a dark haired skinny boy.
He walked towards the game-zone, watching her aggressively press buttons on the console. It was then he realized the familiarity of her face.
The fierce expression that she wore was very intimidating, completely unlike the calm demeanour of the face in the picture.
“God no... this couldn’t be her. Mom will never ever like her.”
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