First meeting
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I couldn't wait for the day I would see him. I don't know how he looks and neither does he know how I look. Its like the olden days traditional marriages where the bride and bridegroom doesn't see eact other before marriage. The thought made super so excited but at the same time I had a small fear, what if he doesn't approve me, what he doesn't like how I look. So while talking with Raghav I decided to ask.
"Raghav when we will meet if you don't like the way I look, will you leave me?".
"What kind of stupid question is that Sia, I loved you without even knowing how you look. You think I will leave if I don't think your beautiful. Did you think so low of me".
"Sia, I know I asked you about which of your friends were good looking but trust me I asked to know your intention because girls generally don't Praise other girls".
"But you gave me an honest answer Sia without a trace of jealousy which is what I liked in you"
I decided to give Raghav a heads-up and said,
"Raghav my complexion is fair, I'm slim infact very slim. The only positive things I got is my height, 5'7 is my height".
"Now you are scaring me Sia. 5'7 is your height wow. I doubt weather I would be that much".
"You said you are not short, right Raghav? what exactly is your height".
"I'm not sure Sia but I'm definitely not short".
"Coming to me Sia, I am fair, may be medium height guy. For safe side think me as an average guy so that you won't get disappointed when you see me".
I must admit his words made me thinking, what if is shorter than me? I was in my early twenties and looks was a priority this is what I thought. Not a mature thought though.
Days passes and finally my exams were over and next day which was Sunday I'm going to meet my love for the first time.
I lied to my mom saying that all of our college mates were going for an outing tomorrow so I would come home in the evening. She was fine with that for obvious reasons but she reminded me to be back by five in the evening.
Everything was set and eagerly waiting for Sunday to come.
* To be Continued *
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