Chapter 7

                                    CHAPTER 7 

Tripti's POV 

I came back home after meeting with Shrestha and saw my husband Digvijay in our bedroom  watching some laughter show on TV. 

Dhruti went to the hospital as she had some patients to check.

We had our lunch . He went to the bedroom and I cleaned the kitchen and dining table. We have help(housemaid)  but I like to do the Kitchen work. 

After half an hour I went to our bedroom to see Digvijay continued watching the same thing.

He and his obsession with laughter show!! No...I am not against any laughter show in fact I support it as laughing is good for our health.  But still, he doesn't want to watch anything other than this. Father and Daughter both are the same.

"Will you please let me watch some movies?" I asked.

"Oh yes … but in the evening I will see the next episode of it." He asked.

I rolled my eyes and said "Okay...no problem." 

Then I told him  what me and Shrestha talked about today.

He was happy with this alliance as he knows that they will keep our daughter happy. 

He said,"It's nice….If Dhruti says yes then it will be very good as they are nice people, specially Shresthaji.(Ji is used for calling someone with respect. ).You told me that Dhruv is a good guy. But I will approve it after talking with Dhruv. I need to talk to him before giving my precious to him ." 

I smiled seeing his love and possessiveness towards Dhruti.

Dhruti's POV

It was 8:30pm when I came back home happily  .

Normally Saturday and Sunday are my holidays ,but for special cases I have to go to hospital. 

As I worked this Sunday which means today I can take a day off this week.

I smelled a mouthwatering aroma .

I went towards the kitchen to see Pa and Mom were cooking 

and stood at the door to look at them.

They are talking and laughing with each other forgetting the world.

I always look at them and their bonding in awe. Whenever I will get married, I want the bond between me and my life partner like this.

I slowly moved towards them.

I hugged my mom and kissed her and saw a beautiful smile took place on her lips.

I hugged my dad from the side as he was busy cooking.

"What's up ?" I asked.

"Your pa is cooking dinner for us today. I am helping him." Mom said.

"Wow….so what's in the menu?" I asked.

"That's a surprise my daughter. Go freshen up and come." He said.

I nodded and went to my room.

After freshening up ,I came to the dining to see they are waiting for me.

My pa cooked chicken chaap. Papa makes the best chicken chaap . 

My mom's biryani is just so yummy..and every time I get a chance I request them to cook it for me. 



Chicken biryani ☝️

Chicken Biryani is a delicious savory rice dish that is loaded with spicy marinated chicken, caramelized onions, and flavorful saffron rice.

The word Biryani is derived from the Persian word Birian, which means 'fried before cooking' and Birinj, the Persian word for rice. There are various theories related to the origin of this scrumptious dish. Many historians believe that biryani originated from Persia and was brought to India by the Mughals.



Chicken Chaap☝️

Chicken Chaap Recipe is a lip-smacking recipe of slow cooked marinated chicken legs with bone. Chicken chaap is an adopted Nawabi dish which is renowned in Calcutta/Kolkata due to historical reign of Bengal Nawabs. Usually, the chicken legs are marinated overnight and then slow cooked in considerable butter/ghee.

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I tasted it and closed my eyes to relish it . It tastes wonderful as always.

"Yumm...it's so tasty" I complimented which made my parents smile.

I looked at them and I don't know why but I am sounding something fishy. The way they are exchanging looks I am sure there is something for sure.

"Tell me," I said.

"Wh...what are you saying?" Mom got startled and asked. 

"I know you want to tell me something. So tell me." I asked coolly .

"You remember Shrestha aunty, my best friend.  You have met her during one of our meetings ." She told me.

Yes, I remembered. She is very beautiful. She has very strong personality.  When I first saw her ,I got little afraid as she looked  very reserved and strict like school teacher . But when we started talking I understood that was her outer shell, actually she is very softie and polite. All the time she was talking, she has a sweet smile on her lips. I actually liked her. 

"Yes, I remembered. Infact I really like her. How is she?" I asked.

"She is good actually. So what I was saying, we met today. We were talking about her son Dhruv's marriage……." 

I interrupted her excitedly ,"Really, wow. So we are getting invitation. Finally.....after so many days I am going for a wedding.  I am so happy. When is the wedding? We are going right?" 

I am so excited. I am not excited for the function but about food. Food is love. Yes, I am a hardcore foodie. I am very proud of that.

Don't get me wrong...but who doesn't like food?

"Yes, we have to go. Otherwise the Marriage will not happen." Papa said.

"Huh!!!" I was confused. 

I looked at their face and understood something very big was going on in their mind.

"Yes, we have to go as we were talking about your marriage with her son." Mom dropped the bomb. 

I chose to remain silent. 

"Think about it. We are going to arrange a meeting between you kids. If you both give consent only then. Don't have to be panicked.  Just meet him at once. See what happens. If you approve him, he has to have talk with me...only then he will be approved to marry you." Papa said.

I smiled at my Papa. But my mind was busy with the Marriage talks. 

"I will let you know by tomorrow morning. " I said.

Well, i am sure, you guys didn't expect me to behave so cool right? 

Let me tell you one thing,  my profession always taught me to be cool no matter what.Because nervousness only messes up everything.  That's why I am still calm after receiving this atom bomb. I have to think about it.

We finished our dinner and I helped my Mom cleaning the kitchen and dining table.

Then I went to my bedroom and started thinking about the main issue right now.

From the very childhood ,I always wanted to get married just like Geet from "Jab we met ".

 But now when the time has come ,I am feeling sad realizing that I have to leave my parents, my home. I really don't want to go away from them.

Meri bass chale toh main ghar-jamai le kar aau.(if I can, I would come with ghar-jamai (a husband who stays in wife's home)

But it's quite unreal. Let's be practical,it doesn't happen in reality...most importantly in our society.

I have to know many things about the man and then I can decide what I will do.

I want to continue my job as psychiatrist. My parents have lots of dream which I have to make true. 

My parents  like to travel, they want to visit all the places of India.  But they never got a chance as they were always busy ----- my mother for me,my father and my father in his job.I have to fulfill their wish and gift them with that trip.

I want to resume my painting.

I have lots of work to do. But if they stop me from continuing my job...then what will happen. 

"Relax ,just meet him once . Let's see how he is. Good or not ,snob or not …. talk and observe him… then take a decision...nobody is forcing you." My mind said. 

Yes. Besides, I know my parents  will choose the correct person for me. Moreover I didn't miss the glint of excitement in my mother's eyes when she was talking about the Marriage thing.

So….let's me see the man . 

With these thoughts I slept.

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