23-02-2019, 11:21 AM
I washed my face and slipped into Jeans, T-shirt and tennis shoes. Sprayed a good coat of Dolce & Gabbana and walked into the Living Room. Anand Rao was
reading a book, got up and invited me and asked me if I had a good sleep. Soon, everyone including swathi joined. swathi also changed to Black Jeans and a
purple colored T-shirt. She was slim, yet healthy. She was still looking fresh&beautiful, but in a different way.
Anand Rao declared that we would all be going to Space Needle. We got into his Chrysler Town&Country Minivan. Suvarna was informed to stay with her friend
until she was called. I sat in the front passenger seat while swathi sat diagonally opposite to me in the back seat. Others adjusted elsewhere. During the travel,
we exchanged few peeps and I was glad to see the original Indian shyness in her face. I couldn’t help congratulating Mahalakshmi for bringing up her daughter
untouched by the American culture.
We moved around the space needle, generally chatting. Anand Rao might have observed my discomfort, he asked me if I were interested to do any shopping.
I said no. Then he asked swathi to give me company while they went for shopping.
There I was, left alone with the girl I was going to marry. I adjusted my throat.
“Urgggghhh…This is so nice”
“Yeah”
“Would you mind if I ask you a question” I said
I balanced myself on the fence there while she was standing in front of me.
“Do you find me ok?” I asked
I saw a tiny smile on her face. She waited for few minutes and said
“how about you?”
“Oh!!!.. You are fantastic.. I think I am heavenly lucky”
“thanks”, I could see shyness appeared into her face.
“Well… you didn’t answer my question”
“I believe you have heard?. Not answering the question means saying yes”. Still that “Indianism” of saying yes without actually saying it impressed me quite a
bit.
“I am amazed seeing you behaving this way. You are behaving like a pure Indian”
“I am a pure Indian”
“Did you not have any difficulty while studying?”
“No”
“I mean, did you have any boy friends, particularly Americans?”
“I did and I do”
I was taken a bit aback. She did have boy friends. I felt a small evaporating pain in my heart.
“Would you mind me asking you another straight question”.
“no”
“If it doesn’t sound stupid, did you have any physical ..ahem...contact with them?”, I immediately felt ashamed of asking that question
She looked at me sharply but didn’t answer.
“I am sorry.. I shouldn’t have asked that question. I couldn’t help it because you don’t look like typical ABCD but you said you had boy friends”
“I said I had boyfriends, not a boyfriend. Having boys as friends doesn’t mean one would have physical contact.”
“I am sorry”
“It’s alright. I believe I understand where you are coming from. As we are living here, going outside in traditional Indian dresses and behaving the Indian way
wouldn’t be appropriate. So, I behave like an American as required. But I preserve my Indian culture, thanks to my mom. I remain like an Indian
girl by all means….”
“Hmmm..thanks”
“Why?”
“I am glad that you preserved that special thing for your husband, who I believe is me”
Shyness crept up in her face again.
“So, do you agree to this proposal?” I asked. She smiled.
I extended my hand “Deal?”. She smiled and shook hand with me. “Deal”. I didn’t leave her hand as it was passing a tingling voltage into mine. I could see
her hand shivering too. Hers was as soft as a feather and I didn’t feel like leaving it. I saw no attempts were being made by her either to withdraw.
“Did you not shake hands with guys before?” I asked…
“I try my best to avoid…but I had to few times”
“Didn’t feel anything, like what I am feeling now” I said
“Well, as I said, I didn’t want to feel it”
I pressed that hand slightly and left it. Then we talked about our hobbies, movies, books etc., for quite sometime and I thought we became somewhat close.
Anand Rao’s family returned. We all got back in to the van and reached home. In half-an-hours time, Suvarna reached home.
reading a book, got up and invited me and asked me if I had a good sleep. Soon, everyone including swathi joined. swathi also changed to Black Jeans and a
purple colored T-shirt. She was slim, yet healthy. She was still looking fresh&beautiful, but in a different way.
Anand Rao declared that we would all be going to Space Needle. We got into his Chrysler Town&Country Minivan. Suvarna was informed to stay with her friend
until she was called. I sat in the front passenger seat while swathi sat diagonally opposite to me in the back seat. Others adjusted elsewhere. During the travel,
we exchanged few peeps and I was glad to see the original Indian shyness in her face. I couldn’t help congratulating Mahalakshmi for bringing up her daughter
untouched by the American culture.
We moved around the space needle, generally chatting. Anand Rao might have observed my discomfort, he asked me if I were interested to do any shopping.
I said no. Then he asked swathi to give me company while they went for shopping.
There I was, left alone with the girl I was going to marry. I adjusted my throat.
“Urgggghhh…This is so nice”
“Yeah”
“Would you mind if I ask you a question” I said
I balanced myself on the fence there while she was standing in front of me.
“Do you find me ok?” I asked
I saw a tiny smile on her face. She waited for few minutes and said
“how about you?”
“Oh!!!.. You are fantastic.. I think I am heavenly lucky”
“thanks”, I could see shyness appeared into her face.
“Well… you didn’t answer my question”
“I believe you have heard?. Not answering the question means saying yes”. Still that “Indianism” of saying yes without actually saying it impressed me quite a
bit.
“I am amazed seeing you behaving this way. You are behaving like a pure Indian”
“I am a pure Indian”
“Did you not have any difficulty while studying?”
“No”
“I mean, did you have any boy friends, particularly Americans?”
“I did and I do”
I was taken a bit aback. She did have boy friends. I felt a small evaporating pain in my heart.
“Would you mind me asking you another straight question”.
“no”
“If it doesn’t sound stupid, did you have any physical ..ahem...contact with them?”, I immediately felt ashamed of asking that question
She looked at me sharply but didn’t answer.
“I am sorry.. I shouldn’t have asked that question. I couldn’t help it because you don’t look like typical ABCD but you said you had boy friends”
“I said I had boyfriends, not a boyfriend. Having boys as friends doesn’t mean one would have physical contact.”
“I am sorry”
“It’s alright. I believe I understand where you are coming from. As we are living here, going outside in traditional Indian dresses and behaving the Indian way
wouldn’t be appropriate. So, I behave like an American as required. But I preserve my Indian culture, thanks to my mom. I remain like an Indian
girl by all means….”
“Hmmm..thanks”
“Why?”
“I am glad that you preserved that special thing for your husband, who I believe is me”
Shyness crept up in her face again.
“So, do you agree to this proposal?” I asked. She smiled.
I extended my hand “Deal?”. She smiled and shook hand with me. “Deal”. I didn’t leave her hand as it was passing a tingling voltage into mine. I could see
her hand shivering too. Hers was as soft as a feather and I didn’t feel like leaving it. I saw no attempts were being made by her either to withdraw.
“Did you not shake hands with guys before?” I asked…
“I try my best to avoid…but I had to few times”
“Didn’t feel anything, like what I am feeling now” I said
“Well, as I said, I didn’t want to feel it”
I pressed that hand slightly and left it. Then we talked about our hobbies, movies, books etc., for quite sometime and I thought we became somewhat close.
Anand Rao’s family returned. We all got back in to the van and reached home. In half-an-hours time, Suvarna reached home.
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