Palki Patel
“What if he kisses me? Oh God, this is going to be my first kiss… I don’t even know what to do! Please help me!”
And just when he was about to kiss me—
Jai Hanuman Gyan Gun Sagar |
Jai Kapis Tihun Lok Ujagar ||
The voice of the morning prayer pierced my dream, and I woke up with a jolt.
“WHY?! God, why?? Every time a hot guy is about to kiss me in my dream, you show up with your bhajan entry!”
“Do you want me to stay a brahmachari like you? At least let me experience one kiss—even if it’s just in a dream!”
While I was busy arguing with God in my head, I heard my mom yelling
“Palki! Jaldi uthja, it’s 8 o’clock!”
Hey guys, I’m Palki Patel, the only daughter of Alok Patel and Snehal Patel, and yes, this is my regular morning routine.
Almost every day I dream of some hot, handsome guy doing not-so-sanskaari things with me—but before the fun begins, my mom and dad’s devotional Hanuman Chalisa ruins it all.
And guess what? These same people now want me to get married.
They don’t have a problem with love marriage—as long as the guy belongs to our caste. Everything else is flexible.
NEVERMIND!!!!
Author’s POV
Half an hour later, Palki was having breakfast with her parents when her father, Alok, said,
“Palki, I’ve sent your biodata on WhatsApp. Check out the boys and talk to the ones you like.”
Palki nearly choked on her food. But she was used to this. It was a routine now—her parents sent her biodata to random boys every day, and she rejected each one with the same excuse:
“I need to settle down more in life.”
She simply nodded, gave them a polite smile, and left for work.
“Bye, Mom! Bye, Dad!”
About Palki?
She’s not your average girl-next-door. She has an MBA from IIM Ahmedabad and works at a well-reputed multinational company. Smart, confident, sarcastic, and just a little desperate for a dream-kiss that doesn’t get interrupted by bhajans.
