Possession by Laila Ali (ink ebook reader TXT) 📖

"Huh young lad, curious, are we?" the old man cheered. "But the first promise you would have to agree what I will say"

"It depends on what you say," he argued back.

"First promise me" his grandfather coaxed.

"No, first you tell me," he contended.

"If you ain't gonna promise then I ain't gonna tell, now it's up to you." his grand father declared.

"Hmm, ok, fine I promise," He said pensively.

"Am gonna show you some pictures from which you have to select one," his grandfather announced, merrily.

"For what?" he raised his brow.

"For you to marry my son," Was his nonchalant answer.

With that, he popped out a few pictures of some girls, out of his pockets and handed them over to him.

"Seriously grandpa, you came all the way from haveli for this," he contended while taking the pictures and going through them.

Irtaza clearly knew his grandparents were hell-bent on his marriage and overexcited whenever the topic was brought up but he did not in any way expected his grandfather to barge into his office and make him approve for one of the proposals at gunpoint.

"Yes, seriously my son, now select,"

"Dada, you can see it's in my workplace, not any marriage bureau, we can discuss it at home," he randomly turned the pictures.

"I'm sorry son, I gave my word to your dadi (grandmother) I will not be coming back until you choose a girl, so I am not going anywhere,"

Irtaza knew if his grandfather had made his mind on something he will do it no matter what so he decided to do as he says.

He looked at each of the pictures, skeptically and after carefully observing each of them he faked scowled.

"Ouch old man, you hurt me. You do not know my taste," he dramatically said.

"If it's not according to your taste then show me the one according to your taste, my boy" he challenged.

"If I show you then promise me you'll have me to marry her in any circumstances" his face suddenly turned all serious and the little smile on his pink lips flew away.

"First show me the girl."

"First promise me," he coaxed.

"Like father Like son," the old man muttered under his breath. "Ok I promise now show me!" he exclaimed.

Irtaza opened the drawer to his left side and took a picture out of it and handed it to his grandfather.

He took the picture from his grandson's hand and eyed it, observingly.

"Well, do you like her?"

"Yeah I certainly do, she is beautiful but....but she seems quite familiar have we met before?" he asked with uncertainty.

"I do not know that you've met before but you know her very well," Irtaza smiled, looking him in the eye.

"Who is she?"

"But first I shall make myself clear that I'll only and only marry her," he declared.

The old man knew if his grandson had his eyes set on something he will surely get it. It did not matter to him if it is 7 seas away or if it's deep down the earth, if he wanted anything he will go to any extent for it. And now if he wanted to marry this girl, he will marry her with or without his consent. Because it ran in his blood to always get what he wanted.

"Ok, now tell me, who is she?" He asked seriously.

"She is Mujtaba uncle's daughter, Zahra,"