2 States The Story Of My Marriage

in the neck item. And what does one gain by losing sleep? I hope our genes
mutate ASAP so we can evolve out of this.
Memories of that day my father referred to kept coming back. What drama is he
going to do when I tell him about my marriage plans? I thought. Go to sleep, idiot, only
four hours to wake up, my mind scolded me.
My brain refused to relax. I sprang out of the bed at two and called home.
‘Hello?’ my mother said in a sleepy voice.
‘Sorry, it is me.’
‘Krish? Everything OK?’ she sounded panicked.
‘Yes,’ I said.
‘What happened?’
‘Dad sent me a letter. I’m quite disturbed.’
‘Oh, really? What did it say?’
‘Not important. He knows about Ananya.’
‘Your friend, no? yes, so what?’
‘Mom, she is not just a friend. I want to marry her.’
‘Oh Krish, don’t start this so late at night. A girlfriend is fine, do whatever you
want in Chennai. But why are you forcing her on us?’
‘I am not imposing. I am telling you about my choice of life partner,’ I said, my
voice loud.
‘Stop screaming.’
‘I’m sorry.’
‘If you have the guts, shout at your father.’
‘I don’t speak to him at all. You know I don’t care.’
‘Then why is that letter bothering you?’
I kept silent.
‘Hello?’ my mother said after five seconds.