Baarish Our Love Symbol (Chapter 3)

After that day he again met her but this time through his father. Well all thanks to her interview she is the first girl who criticized me.

And my Dad is really impressed with her writing skills and called her to our house.

“Excuse me sir a girl named Swara came to meet you sir” our head security said

“Send her in” My Dad Mr. Durgaprasad Maheswari said and slowly I heard a faint sound of anklets.

I looked from my phone to see the same girl all draped in beautiful simple lehenga.

Lehenga when she came to take my interview she wore a simple jean and shirt now this.

What the hell?

She took blessings from my father.

“Namaste Beta”

“Namaste Uncle”

“Today I saw your article about son”

“Uncle first of all I am really sorry our college dean only gave that interview material to the newspaper”

“There is nothing wrong in it in fact I really appreciate whatever you wrote till now no one had the guts to criticize my son”

“Uncle there is nothing to criticize I just wrote whatever Mr. Sanskar said that’s it”

O….. M…. G…..

A loud shout startled all of us. Of course my sweet little Sis Ragini’s scream only.

The fashion freak.

“God what a beautiful lehenga simple yet traditional”

“This is not lehenga this is half saree”

“What half Saree means”

“Actually when a girl is born her mother starts to collect her old Sarees and when the girl comes to her maturity the mother herself designs her Saree into to lehenga type that’s why it’s called as half saree”

My mother Annapurna Maheswari explained to my sissy.

“Aunty are you Tamilian”

“Yes beta and by the way whatever you wrote about my son is 100% correct”

“Excuse what is this from the start I am seeing you all are praising her and by the way Miss. Swara whatever it may be but the truth is I am here in this business just because I am a Maheswari OK and I am proud of it”

“But Mr. Sanskar let’s go in your way itself in your school time when someone from outside comes to see you and ask someone to call you means how will they call you”

“Sanskar”

“The same situation happens in your college means”

“Obviously Sanskar”

I came to my sense when Ragini clapped her hands. Shit this girl manipulated me so well.

I left from there fuming in anger not before nothing the twinkle in her eyes and the smile on her face which made her whole face come alive.

But now she is just doing everything like a doll. Just how I call her.

Making her wear one of her maternity mighty I took her down. My mother came caressed her hair. But Swara is just hugging her belly and caressing it time to time feeling our baby.

My mother is just looking at me with Unshed tears.

It all happened just because of that Sahil and her father Shekar.

My Swara is in this state just because of these two bastards.

I will punish them Swara.

This my promise.