His love feels like shackle

Chapter four

Sara P. O. V...... 

I love Raj....

Past recall.... 

He is my uncle 's son.  We met 8 months ago when he and his family visited in the Eid.  He is 5.8 . Has sharp features.  His body looks tough.  He was wearing a black T-shirt and blue jeans.

I was inside the kitchen helping my mom  when they arrived. My father asked them to sit in the drawing room. After putting the dough for Puri I came out of the kitchen. 

Here comes Sara.... My daughter....  Says father 

I stopped my way and looked up to my father who was busy introducing me to Irshad uncle and naima aunty.  My father has a proud look when he introduced me.  I halt my steps and moved towards the couch.  I stand beside my father. Then I for the first time saw Raj.  He was looking at me with a smile.  His eyes were shining.  I turned my eyes from him to irshad uncle and aunty.  I  wished them Eid Mubarak... 

"Rahim your daughter is so beautiful...  Allah bless her. What are you studying beta? " asks irshad uncle. I looked at uncle.  "I'm in my high school.... First year.."

I replied. 

I could see from the corner of my eyes that he was lookin at me when I replied. 

How old is she Rahim? Asks Naima aunty. She is 17 years old.  After 7 months she will turn 18....i want her to complete her highschool before anything.. 

I looked at my father confused.  What he means by anything... 

Don't worry Rahim.Sara is also my daughter.  Let her complete  her highschool.  We will wait and after that they can have engagement. My Raj have also joined in an UK based company.  Let him also settle down in his new job.  "says naima aunty 

Then I come to know about my engagement  with Raj.  I was shocked.  With out  informing me how could they fix my marriage with him.  I don't know anything about him. 

After highschool... Are they serious.  I looked at my father with questions.  Dam.... He looks serious....  I looked at uncle and aunt.  They looked happy.  When I looked at him.  Ohhhh God...  He was staring at me with a smile..  He looks like a Fool.  He has no manners.... Who stares at a girl infront of her father. I excused myself and went inside my room . 

As I walked away I could feel the stare on my back.  

As soon I entered my room I closed the door..  I sat on the bed holding  my head.  I need to talk with father.  How could he fix my marriage without my permission.  

I went to the washroom and freshen up a little.  As today it is a big day.  Yes.. I need to wear my new dress which my mother brought for me on the occasion of Eid. 

I wore my white churidar-Kameez and opened my hair.  I just put down some cream and little bit of pink lip gloss.  My father doesn't like girls doing lots of makeup. Looking once at the mirror I stepped out towards the dining hall.  As I entered the dinning hall I could hear my father and uncle talking.  My mother was serving my aunt Paneer chilly..  My mom is a great cook.  She could make many dishes . But being her daughter I'm limited to some of the dishes only.  Actually I don't get enough time to cook as I have to study.  My brother was sitting with Raj and the were talking about something.  He said to my brother something and he responded by nodding his head. 

As soon as he saw me he smiled at me.  My step got halted when I realized that only one chair was left near him.  I went near my mother " Sara come join us.  Sit near Raj.  " my mother said.  

I looked to her with question. She just smiled and assured me with her eyes to explain me later.  

I'm sure that my mother also knows about my engagement.  Only I was not informed.  Great. 

 I took my place near him.  I looked at him.... Still staring at me with a smile.  All of  us were having our lunch... I took some rice and chicken korma on my plate.  I was upset.  My eyes were focused on my plate and my mind was somewhere else.  This means that as soon I complete my highschool I will get engaged and soon married to this fool who keeps on staring at me like I'm some kind of alien.  After taking few spoon I could see  a hand with a spoon serving me Paneer tikka on my plate.  When I looked up at the hand it was of Raj.  

" you like Paneer tikka.  Your mom told me. " he said with a smile.  I looked at him and said thanks.  When I looked at my mother I could see her looking at us.  Uncle and aunty  along with father looking at us.  A look of satisfaction in their eyes. They have stopped talking about business and were listening to our conversation.  I looked at them with a question. 

" it's good that both of you are talking " said my father and turned to his plate.  Again all of them started eating. 

 After helping my mother in  cleaning the table I went out in the lawn and sit down on the bench. 

After two minutes I could feel some one  staring at me.  When I  looked at my right side there he was standing with his hand in his pocket and looking at me with a smile. 

Hey,  you sitting alone.. He said 

Yup... Is there any problem.  I replied irritately.

He smiled more.  He looks cute when he smiles more.  

Sara what are you thinking my mind scolds me. 

"  no problem.... Actually I wanted to have a conversation with you.  Can I sit? " He asked 

I nodded my head. 

      Hey my dear readers ......Past recall of Sara is important . As the story will progress you will understand why I have written the past part.  Please stay with me... I will try my best to give you full enjoyment in reading it.