Rishi's PoV
My dad said I can't go out now. I planned to resume my work from monday, before all these chaos occur. Now I really wanted to leave this house. I mean I literally can't stop seeing her, listening to her or thinking about her..! I need to breathe properly to get my mind straight and think about everything that has
happened and what to do next. That’s not going to happen when she is around me. But Dad says I can’t go out now and I have to keep the same plans as before.
When I was about to climb stairs to go to my room I heard her ask for dad's phone to talk to her parents. I was shocked to hear that she doesn't have her own phone. I mean who will be without a phone this time! When I heard her explanation I wanted to laugh along with them! But then I realized her
Dad must be too strict. That is why she must have agreed to marry me! She must be too scared to deny her father. I don’t know why, but that thought didn’t sit with me well. I don’t like it if that was the reason she married me. What do I expect? I don’t know, may be I just want to believe that she married me only
because she liked me! Not because of compulsion! Or worse her dad must have confiscated her phone when he found her being in love
with someone. That could be possible. I mean look at her, she is so hot, bubbly and beautiful. She must have loads of boys behind her. My rage grew high when I thought of her being in love with someone. My conscience hit me hard on my face. I am in love with Smirthi! But I can't stand even the thought of her being in love with someone.
Why didn’t I have the urge to find Smirthi? Why didn’t I make a move to know what happened to her? What if she is in danger? I didn’t even try to call her on her phone. I went to my room and started to call Smirthi. In my heart I really don’t like this idea of calling her. I’m actually not angry at her! But I should be. Shouldn’t I? We have spent 2years together. We are in the textile business. We have wholesale shops and retail showrooms across Tamil Nadu. We have our own weaving mill in Coimbatore. We design our own clothes. I administer the designing sector. Yes, I did my masters in textile and fashion designing. And also, I have a masters in HR Management. That’s where I met Smirthi. She is 2years younger than me. As I took my MBA in HR management after I did my masters in designing. We both were in the same class. She is a beautiful girl. Many guys in my class were after her. But she will never talk to anyone.
I had no friends in this class because everyone else is younger than me and I had no interest in making friends. It was just 3hrs a day and 3 days a week class.
One day Smirthi came running to me and asked me to accompany her to class. I saw some final year guys waiting for her in the corridor. I just nodded at her and she joined me. When we went closer to them, she grabbed my hand and pulled me closer to her.
KNOCK, KNOCK!
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