Chapter 55: chapter 55

I thought, “This girl is not practical. Actually, the thing is that she wants to marry me because I am a government employee. And she is trying her level best to impress me. But from her talks, it has become crystal clear that she is interested in babies. That’s why she is evading the topic of kids. Because she knows if she gave me a clear answer that she is interested in kids then I will reject her at once. She is very clever. But I am not a fool!”Aman – I think we have talked to each other enough but our conversation is not reaching anywhere. So, it was nice talking to you. (She tried to speak something but I ignored her and kept on saying) I hope you will definitely get a good boy in your life. Maria – But... but....I hung up the call on her face! I said, “I am sorry, Maria. I don’t have any energy left within me to talk to you. Now, I can’t talk to any girl just for comforting her. I have to keep my laser focus only on the topic of marriage.”The Next MorningI opened my eyes and started following my daily routine, that is to send messages to the girls until I reach my limit. Suddenly I was shocked! The had sent messages to up to one hundred and fifty girls and the profiles were over! I said to myself, “What! I have sent messages to all the girls available in the website! Nowadays, I am using only age filter!”I started checking the messages that I sent to the girls, I was trying to check if they had seen my messages yet or not and if they had seen then what they did. I was shocked to see out of two hundred girls only one girl was replying to me approximately. All others were either passive or declined my message request!I thought, “Oh gosh! What’s going on in here! Now, what would I do? Tomorrow, I can’t even send messages to the girls! Shadikamaal is over! It’s finished! And I haven’t found even a single good match for me yet!”As I had nothing else to do now, I just went to school, came back home and started pacing the floor trying to think of the ways by which I could find my life partner. I thought, “I don’t know what life has in store for me. Practically, it’s becoming more difficult and difficult to find a girl for myself. I tried newspapers but field, I also tried a popular matrimonial website but it also failed!”“Sometimes, I feel the problem is neither in the newspaper nor in the website. The problem is in my profile. I have written my income over there fifty thousand per month. I thought this income would prove to be great in matrimonial matters. But I was in the wrong. I guess in 2022 minimum one lakh per month is the eligibility. That’s why all girls are rejecting my profile. They are not even ready to talk to me! For the time being, I don’t have any other option except to wait and watch.”At about 6 p.m., I received one message from a girl named Samaira. I had become too tired to reply to girls’ messages and chat with them. I used my paid membership and directly saw her mobile number. I called her. She picked up my phone. Samaira – Hello. Aman – I am Aman from Bathinda, a government teacher. Height 5.9 weight 75 kg.Samaira – Haha! How are you giving your introduction as if I am going to check if your weight and height is correct or not! Haha! I didn’t feel like laughing but managed to laugh to make the conversation smooth but within heart of hearts I was fed up talking to girls now. She added, “You know what! Sometimes, I think in matrimony matters people become mad. They are worried about their height and weight more rather than personality! Hehe!”Aman – Well, that’s true. I have talked to many girls and their parents and therefore I have become fully mechanical now. The line about my height and weight automatically springs from my mouth. (Giggled.) And...I wanted to say something more but she interrupted, “You have become just like a robot! Hehe! And my parents are not looking for a robot, they are looking for an alive man. Hehe.”Aman – Hehe. Yeah, I know that. But I want to tell you that...She again cut me short, “You know what, my parents are looking for a boy who is caring, understanding and very responsible.”I was already fed up with such a boring answer. I could hear no more. I interrupted her, “I know what kind of boys, girls’ parents want. And these words like caring, understanding and responsible are just in the air. Actually, the girls’ parents want only high salary of a boy but my salary is just fifty thousand per month. I belong to a lower middle class actually. I have talked to many girls’ parents. They asked for...”She ignored whatever I was saying. I doubt if she even listened to me or not. Cutting me short, she said, “All parents are not like that. My parents are very nice. They are interested in a boy’s nature. They just want a good-hearted man for me. They are not greedy.”My voice began to show signs of frustration, “I have heard these lines many a time. I know....”She again interrupted me, “My parents are very understanding. They are very cooperative.”Aman – But....She didn’t hold on her horses and continued speaking, “They love me a lot! They are going to treat their son-in-law as their own real son.”I said angrily, “Hey! You are not even listening to me!”Her voice became a bit dull as if happiness and excitement disappeared, “Why are you behaving so rudely?”I realized my mistake and I tried to speak politely, “I am sorry. I was trying to say something but you were cutting me short every time. You are not giving me an opportunity to speak.”(It will be so nice of you, if you leave at least a single word comment 🌺❇️🌹🌺❇️)