The Arranged Dilemma

Chapter 2

New York, USA 2015.

She was sitting in the flight which was taking her to her dream city, New York. In which she aspired to study since her childhood.

Pursuing your dream studies, achieving your goals in your dream city, what can be better than this. Life, your benevolent.

She thought to herself and a smile fell across her face, her pink lips curving into a grin showing her pearly white teeth and after that she went into a deep slumber.

"PASSENGERS ARE REQUESTED TO TIGHTEN THEIR SEAT BELT, FLIGHT IS ABOUT TO LAND IN FEW MINUTES."

Groaned the voice from the intercom of the air hostess, though the voice was sweet but every voice feels irritating when you have woken up from deep sleep and most important when you want to sleep more. She tightened her seat belt and sat upright and slightly combed her hair with her hands, roaming it skillfully on them to look little presentable.

Her first step in New York should be atleast decent looking.

Journey from Mumbai to New york was tough one, making your parents ready to go to NEW YORK was a big task. Thanks, to her maternal grandparents who supported her in the decision and convinced her parents.

Being 21 years old didn't make any difference in an Indian family you are still considered as a kid. As she was always the heart of her family, being youngest has its own hazards I tell you, she was not given importance in bigger decision as all family members thought she is still young and naive about life.

I am 21, for heaven sake! I have my own brain!

Hence convincing them was a task but yet she succeeded, two days of hunger strike and staying locked up in room did help. Yes, the trick didn't make her look mature though but when talking does not help, hunger stike always does. You know in India people are so obsessed with food culture. Whenever somebody will come, food is served whenever somebody will go food is given as gifts, so this is really important. Having somebody on food strike is the biggest blow an Indian can give, and yes, people do take it pretty seriously.

This is something which we learnt from our politicians.

So, the conclusion was she was now in her flight to the NEW YORK CITY with a two days lecture from her mom about how strangers can drug you, kidnap you and the last one was, rape you. Mothers talking about rapes and intercourse can seriously be uncomfortable.

"WELCOME TO NEW YORK.THE TEMPERATURE OUTSIDE IS 2 DEGREE CELCIUS. HAVE A HAPPY STAY AND THANK YOU FOR CHOOSING AIR INDIA."

2 degrees celcius, Oh my gosh!

She screamed in her mind. She got up to take her bags.

Catching the cab outside the airport she went directly to the university dorm. Reaching her room was easy with not much problems in her way.

Thanks to NYU management.

She knocked at the wooden yellow door which was quickly opened, revealing a brunette girl who looked of same age as her.Her firangi skin and hair till waist with beautiful ocean blue eyes made her look just beautiful. Suddenly she felt a little uncomfortable in front of the brunette beauty.

She gave her a big grin and left the way to her so that she can enter the room inside.

"You must be Aarzoo?" The brunette asked to the Indian beauty. She nodded and kept her bags on the other bed of the room. One was already occupied with big bags and clothes resting in an untidy manner on the bed.

Aarzoo sighed she can handle an ugly cow but cannot tolerate an untidy room, looks the two years are going to be long. Being a nerd in school kept her away from making big group of friends and talking to new people made her feel shy, she was not really confident of her self. Still she took this big decision and followed her dreams.

Pursuing MBA in 'THE NEW YORK UNIVERSITY' who will leave it?

Her high score and good marks made easy for her to get scholarship and Now here she was at NYU's dorm, in an untidy room.

"Hi I am Cassandra James, you can call me Cassie." The girl said giving her hand to Aarzoo. First, she was reluctant but Cassie's sweet smile was welcoming enough to trust her and she made her first friend in New York city.

Atleast till now New York is welcoming to me.

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"C'mon we are getting late for our class." Aarzoo shooked her room mate who was in her deep slumber.

She was already awake an hour ago and ready for attending her class but the only task was waking Cassie up from her deep sleep. She decided to leave her and attend her first class of NYU, she didn’t want to be late and make first impression go wrong.

Already running late and searching the big building of the college she was not able to find her class. Running here and there she collapsed with a huge man on her way and fell flat on her back. The man turned and offered his hand. Aarzoo looked at him, he was wearing black shirt which was tight and did justice to his muscles. Ripped jeans tightened at his hips. His brown hair complimenting his grey eyes and pale skin.

Is he a greek god?

"No French God, may be." He stated out loud to Aarzoo, which made her came back from her thoughts.

Oh my gosh! I said it aloud.

The pink colours creeped on her cheeks. She was embarrased.

Who won’t be?

Wow first day in the college and I have already embarrased myself!