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Vikash couldn't sleep last night. His parents had come to Delhi.. to see a girl for him..

Whole night he thought.. imagined how life could be.. an unknown girl.. complete strangers.. what wud he say to her.. what wud he ask?

he smoked his whole pack of Milds that night.. even had some whisky that his friend brought from Goa, but the anxiety wasn't less till now..

he sat at the couch staring outside his window.. with questions in his mind all over..

"Utho Vikash.. chalo taiyaar ho jaao.." (Get up Vikash.. get ready..) his dad told him tapping his hand.. "Did't you sleep last night..?? and whats this..?" his dad asked him showing the buds on the floor and the ash that dropped from the ciggi.. "Clean all this.. I dont want your mother to see all this.. and please grow up now..!! you are going to see a girl today.. act mature.."

Vikash hardly could hear or understand anything.. he looked lost.. he stared at the ground and then at his father's face.. he could see his father's lips moving.. but words couldn't reach his ears.. or brain .. may be because it was busy in questions rising since last night..

it was a deadlock occurred there.. he dint know what to do.. what will happen.. what was his father saying??.. "Oh God.. why dint you call me to heavens last night in my sleep only??" Vikash said to himself..

he went inside his washroom.. looked at the mirror.. stared in his own eyes.. and felt something strange..

a sense of confidence was rising in his eyes.. yes he wanted to get married.. yes he wanted someone in his life.. whom he could love..

only the thought of which girl..?? whom he has not seen ever in his life..?? again same questions hovered his thoughts...

he splashed cold water on his face.. his mind calmed down.. he came out.. and wore a simple white shirt with faded blue pair of jeans.. some perfume.. some gel in his hair.. the canvas he bought last month.. watch.. and was now out of his room.. had some cold water.. he called his friend who got married last year.. but he dint pick up his call.. tensed now.. he went to washroom again.. washed hands.. some water on eyes..

suddenly he went back to his room.. opened his almirah.. picked the wallet he forgot to take last time.. opened it and looked at the photograph.. his with his grand father's and wished he could have been here at this point of time.. he cud have hugged him and felt relaxed.. put his Parker pen in his pocket.. closed his eyes for a moment and left the house with his parents.. to meet the girl Roshni..

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they reached the going-to-be Bride's home.. the father welcoming everyone with traditional Namaste and smile on his face..

Vikash saw few girls and found everyone beautiful and charming.. giggling with some actions.. and one of them constantly on her cell phone.. like a secret agent.. talking.. sorry.... whispering something .. that might have been uphill task for the other person to even hear properly..

everyone entered the house... Vikash was nervously looking around the room.. and then suddenly one more girl entered home.. shouting on cell phone.. "yes baba.. I am at home now.. now drop the call.." and on hearing this that secret agent put her cell back in her hand bag..

Vikash asked to himself.. that who was this another girl.. and the answer was she was Roshni.. in Pink Kurta embroided with pearls.. paired with blue denims and lot of colourful bangles..

"Hi Vikash.. Roshni here.. you have come here to talk to me... and I hope you know that we are supposed to agree on this relationship..! So..? Ready to get married..?".. saying this she forwarded her hand ... friendly gesture.. for a hand shake.

Vikash closely looked at her.. she looked beautiful.. never in his life he thought that he cud have such beautiful girl as his girl friend.. he blankly shook hands with her..

He looked at her face.. her face white as milk.. her eyes deep black.. her lips with the most sexy shade of pink colour on it.. small ear rings.. till that time his hands were still holding her hands.. and then he noticed the bangles she wore..

so many colours.. he touched them.. and then looked at Roshni... and asked.. "You love colours... dont you..?" .This was not the question that she was expecting.. she softly said "Yes.. why..? and how did you know..?"

Vikash just smiled and said.."You are wearing may be 100 colours at this moment.. at that point of time when I believe everybody is tensed.. about this relationship.. whether it will be a Yes or No.. but you are colourful from your heart.. from your soul.. I see joy and happiness in each of your words..

I dont know what to ask.. I dont know what to say.. but now I know that you are one such girl whom I can really marry.. I know that I want my life colourful.. I am tired of all Black and Whites.. and I want a companion like you.. to colour it in the most beautiful way.. my life.. "

hearing this Roshni was speechless.. she looked at her parents.. then Vikash's parents.. then she turned around as looked at her friends.. their jaws already dropped.. actually everyone went into a shocked state.. no one had ever seen such a quick arrange marriage's first meet turning into a Yes..

Vikash was still holding her hand.. she looked at Vikash.. his eyes read true.. she felt the sense of commitment in his eyes.. the one who will never ever leave her alone.. one who will love the way she is.. and the one who will always understand her like the way he was doing now..

she smiled... closed her eyes.. and said Yes..