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I wanted to retort but my mother gave me the Mother Look. Answer the question properly. The two bicker for a long time, with Debu calling off the relationship due to being pressurized by Radhika about marriage, and wanting instead a simple girl as a housewife for his partner. Thank you for reading my story.
It asks why when it comes to love, being intelligent and too successful is almost a drawback for women. I will lo in a week. It is the first destination wedding in the Mehta family. Now if all this was the case with a guy, one might be cool with it. He is also screenplay writer and a motivational speaker. And here the author tries to make you prime the female point of view. Her superiors advise her against it and offer to transfer her to Hong Kong Office. I wanted to retort but my mother gave me the Mother Look. Me: What else is going to get screwed up. Her changeover to a hot girl after a glad or brazilian wax session has bowled me over.
The dim lighting and the restaurant table covering my legs did no justice to the hour I had spent in the torture chamber. Click on above link... Was just taking care of some...
- I had come to have an arranged marriage.
One Indian Girl Book Excerpt: Prologue Some people are good at taking decisions. I am not one of them. Some people fall asleep quickly at night. I am not one of them either. It is three in the morning. I have tossed and turned in bed for two hours. I am to get married in fifteen hours. We have two hundred guests in the hotel, here to attend my grand destination wedding. I brought them here. It is the first destination wedding in the Mehta family. I am the bride. I should get my beauty sleep. The last thing I care about right now is beauty. The only thing I care about is how to get out of this mess. Are you going to shame us? Just a shortage of twenty rooms. You booked a hundred. We promised eighty then. Mom glared at me. How could I, the bride, be doing all this in the first place? I should be worried about my facials, not room allocations. My father sat there along with Kamla bua, his elder sister. Other uncles and aunts occupied the remaining couches in the lobby — in a Mehta takeover of the Marriott. My mother looked at my father, a level two glare. I re-focused on the lobby manager. Twenty hired Innovas would bring them to the hotel by five. I checked the time. They welcomed everyone with folded hands. The booklet contained the entire programme for the week, including the time, venue and other details of the ceremonies. Suraj was the owner of Moonshine Events, the event manager we had appointed for the wedding. My father ambled up to the reception desk. Mom and Kamla bua came to the reception as well. Delhi has so many nice banquet halls and farmhouses. I wanted to retort but my mother gave me the Mother Look. They are our guests, I reminded myself. I let out a huge breath. Stop the check-ins for the Mehtas right now. They stopped the smiles and the check-ins and kept the shell necklaces back in the drawer. They will readjust their allocations on the way here. Some of us will sleep on the floor. But if we have forty rooms each, it is three to a room. With so many kids anyway, it should be fine. While the Gulatis will have so much space. I turned to my father. His family will understand. We are here for six nights. Dad, of course, would not listen. These two women, his wife and sister, controlled his remote. For once, these women were on the same page as well. We have to keep them comfortable. I argued for five more minutes. I had to relent. What will jiju think? Over the next twenty minutes the two women sorted out the extended Mehta family comprising of a hundred and seventeen people to thirty rooms. They used a complex algorithm with criteria like the people sharing the room should not hate each other warring relatives kept in different rooms or be potentially attracted to each other mixed gender rooms were avoided, even if it involved people aged eighty plus. Kids were packed five to a room, often with a grandparent. Of course, Arijit kept saying they will put extra beds in the room. In the middle of this chaos, I forgot what I had come here for. I had come to change my life forever. I had come to do something I never believed in my whole life. I had come to do something I never thought I would do. I had come to have an arranged marriage. Here I am, lost in logistics, guest arrangements and bua tantrums. I took a moment to reflect. I will marry in a week. To a guy I hardly know. This guy and I are to share a bed, home and life for the rest of my life. Why am I fighting with Suraj on chat instead? Me: Major screw-up on rooms, Suraj. Me: You said it will be OK. CM of Goa wanted rooms. Me: What else is going to get screwed up? Indigo from Mumbai just landed. We are ready to receive guests. I went to the Mehta-Gulati check-in desk. All my family guests had checked in. Some did grumble about sharing a room with three others but most seemed fine. Mom and I sat in the lobby, ensuring that the staff readied the special check-in desk for the Gulatis. Its a story of girl Radhika Mehta and will show the dark side of being feminism. Are you excited for the new novel of Chetan Bhagat. I am very Happy to tell you that I am Good fine of you Chethan Sir.