It is my 9th day at work, at like rookie, I am loaded with files that was dispersed to the lazy managers, I had only  seized about 4hrs of sleep the previous day, hoping that I could complete my work fast, but less sleep has just clustered my thought process and things were getting deferred than usual.

However the most significant thing, that kept sneaking my mind too often was meeting her father, I had all those arbitrary notions going through my head if I could pull it over, or would I make my self look like a total scew up. After every hour passes away,  I kept looking in the mirror, expecting that my droopy eyes would look flashy, but sadly there were too many red layers on the white surface.

Time was on the run, and every time I looked into the timepiece, I felt as if the seconds were disappearing at an hours velocity. Finally it was 5 in the evening, I packed my bag with all the files hoping that I could finish the remaining  it in the house. By the time reached home it was half past six. I knew that any second her father would come, I wanted to make a good impression, started searching for my lucky shirt and jean. I found it lying on my bed. I thought of having my lunch before I get into the process of wearing my so called lucky uniform.

The moment I started to have my lunch, the bell kept crying “Ding dong “ and for a moment by heart started to pound, n for a split second I froze. I asked my bro to open the door, and then me rushed into the bathroom with my face cleanser, hoping that it would do a deception. And then I closed my eyes for a second, prayed for a second and then headed to the hall were he was sitting.

I smiled and gave him a big shake hand and said “hello uncle “, how are you ? He looked at me with equally similar expression, I knew he would have the similar thoughts going through my head. Both of us were quiet for 10 seconds and then I started the conversation, only to realise that I had picked up some confidence from somewhere and most of the talk that I topic that spoke were straight from the heart, we were talking as if we knew for years, in between I noticed his eyes trying to analyse the amount of confidence that I had.

“ I asked uncle, if he wanted coffee ? “ he went all smiling. I rushed into the kitchen, only to find my little brother, all smiles and told “Don’t worry about the coffee “ I’ll take care about it. Then I went back and then stared taking as if we never ran out of topics. After a while achan came in, and then did the formal talks, but I knew I had already won his heart.

As left, I wished him  “Good Night !! ”