Tucking a fly-away wisp of silky hair behind her ear with her hands, she adjusted the phone, cradling it in her neck, while using her free hand to mark on her checklist. She was on phone with her aunt, giving her the news of her unofficial engagement. Her aunt was, predictably, excited. A bit too much. But she soothed her and comforted her. She told her about the guy, about how he had proposed, and promised to email his pictures to everyone asap.
And called the next number.
It had been two days now, and her phone was ringing off the hook. Congratulations were pouring from every side.
"He's so handsome!"
"What a catch!"
"Lucky bitch, hid it well from us.."
Her frown was etched deeply now. Their remarks made her feel like a gold-digger, and she was tired of every one's repeated questions about marriage. The reason that she didn't want to marry right now, just because they both didn't feel like, wasn't acceptable to anyone. They called her day-in, day out.
"...But beta, why not now? You have got such a good guy. Marry before it's too late..."
"...But why wait for another year...?
"...He'll be snatched by another...and then you'll repent. A year is too long..."
Her protests that he had been with her since the past 3 years now, fell to deaf ears. All they cared for was that the boy was a good catch and they both should marry quickly, the sooner the better.
She was now on phone with her cousin.
"Look, mummy is saying you two should fix up a date now.."
"What's the hurry guys?" she was irritated now. Angry even.
"You really shouldn't have sent his picture, you know..."
"...why..."she was puzzled now. His picture?
"They say he's too good-looking, and, well, they think you are...." he paused, embarrassed...
She disconnected the call angrily, her nail digging into the plasticated button of the mobile, half wounding it. Her flicks flickered about, but she didn't notice...