As said I left office by 7:05  and then i went to a restaurant because when i were in hostel i would go to it's canteen and have my dinner.... but now i did not think about my dinner and now i am living as a tenant in a house and i can not just go on their dinner table to have my dinner....

And i went in the house by 7:45... and met Manya who was sitting on the couch while watching TV...

Hello!!(i greeted)

Hello!!! Kessa raha din??(she asked after around 2 years someone asked me this question and i was numb)

Oohh madam kaha kho gayii... Bhuvan ne pareshaan kiyaa??(she asked scrunching her nose and i laughed shaking my head)

Nahi ... or bohot acha raha din.. Suno ab me room me jaati hu... organise bhi karna hai..(i said and she nodded)

And i went in my room and closed the door and switched on the lights and fan and laid on the bed... and huffed,I don't know what is happening but something doesn't feel correct.... and i huffed again sat on the bed again and decided to take shower and then I would start organising my room...

After taking the shower , i wore my comfies and opened the trollies which had my clothes and I started putting them in the wardrobes as they were already folded correctly....

Princess, never disrespect your clothes.. otherwise they'll start disrespecting you....

Dad , How can a non-living thing disrespect me...

These things you wear... and by looking at your clothes and appearance people start making assumptions about you and at that time they don't know about your personality ..... So, if you'll not wear crease-free or well ironed clothes or clean clothes people will think you are not good to talk to and they'll never take you seriously.....(he said)

That is wired.... How can they make assumptions about me , when they didn't even talk to me..

That is the truth of the world.... they assume what they see... come!!! (And he took me towards the window)

Haaa bolo!!!(i said while looking through the glass)

Woh aadmi dikh raha hai ...(he said pointing at a man who was cleaning the road)

He is dirty, clothes all torned ... he is poor...(i said still looking at him through the window)

You know, he has a very kind heart ... he feeds stray dogs at night so that they don't sleep empty stomach...

Oohhh!!!( i regreted my words)

Did you realised what just happened??? You assumed about the man because of his clothes without knowing how kind hearted he is...( he said and i nodded in embarrassment)

So, your clothes and appearance gives your first impression...(he said and i smiled and nodded)

While organising my clothes old memories flashing through my mind .... How my father taught me about fashion..with the first rule to respect what you wear...

This is the reason why I'm always well dressed and i am dressed according to the place I'm going to...

Growing up in a house where everyone is well dressed at any point of time , it is very common to dress extra .... as we grew up in a environment full of fashion and being perfectly dressed as per place you are present in....

And I heard a knock at the door... and i stood up and opened the door and Manya stood there...

Come!! Aai bula rahi hai dinner ke liye...

Ohh... me dinner karke aayi ...but thank you (and she frowned her eyebrows)

Koi baat nahi , ab chalo sabse introduce kara deti huu...(she said)

Umm... (and I thought about it) me aati hu change karke aap utro...(i said)

Arrey isme kya karaabi haii??(he said )

Ye night suit hai mera or me 2 mint me aajaungi...

Toh aap kya niche suit pehnke aaoge???

Arrey nahi!!!(i laughed) thode presentable kapde pehnke aaungi...(i said)

Toh isme kya dikat haii...

Manya... ye sirf silk night set haii...

But you look sexy....(she said and i giggled and then thanked her)

Par me isme nahi aa sakti kyuki ye ek silk spaghetti top or silk shorts ka set hai or obviously yeh mera pehla impression nahi hona chahiye aapke parents ke saamne...(i said emphasising at the type of clothes i were wearing right now)

Oh my god... you are dramatic... me wait kar rahi hu jaldi jaake change karke aao...(she said and i nodded)

Andar aao...

Nahi aap change karlo.. me yahi hu..

Darwaaza band karlu??(i asked as it would be rude if I'll shut the door on her face)

Nahi, mere saamne hi change karoo... obviously Drishti aap mere saamne change thodi karoge , gate band kardo or change karke aao...(she and i are going to mix up too well as she is just as talkative as I'm just more funnier)

And i wore blue printed cotton co-ord set... which was simple, elegant yet comfortable....and i went out ...

Ab chale fashion queen...(Manya said and i nodded while scratching the back of my neck and we both went down)

And she guided me towards the dining room...yup a dining room ...

and when I entered it , 4 people were sitting on the dining table ... a man around his late 50s was sitting on the seat on the shorter side of the table which meant he is the head of the house.... a lady,probably his wife was sitting on his right side on the longer side of the table and on his left side Manya's elder brother was sitting whome i met in the morning and beside him ,his wife was sitting....

Namastey !!!(i said joining my hands while smiling at head of the family and then my eyes went to his wife and i bowed my head in respect while my hands were still joint)

Namastey beta!!!(Aunty said)

Namastey!!(Uncle said with a smile)

Aai baba , ye new tenant haii... mene bhataya tha naa..(Manya said)

Haaa , toh beta kya naam hai aapka??(Uncle asked)

Baba mene bhataya tha naa...(Manya said)

Beta tu kahe toh hum bhi kuch bol le... kab se tu hi bole jaa rahi haii...(Uncle said and Manya smiled shyly and went and sat near aunty)

Haa beta!!(uncle bought his attention back to me)

Jii, Drishti Roy...(i said)

Baitho na betaa.....(aunty said)

Idhar aa jaao....( the lady i met in the morning said while patting the seat near her and i nodded and sat on the seat near her)

Wese kya karte ho aap???(Uncle asked again)

Uncle manager ki job hai meri...(i replied)

Kisski manager ho ???(aunty asked)

Aai bhataya tha na mene...(Manya said while widening her eyes as if telling her mother to not sa anything and in return aunty just nodded)

Ghar me kon kon hai??(Aunty asked)

Joint family hai humaari...Mom dad, Chacha chachi or hum 6 bhai behen haii..(i replied)

Kaha rehte hai woh log???(uncle asked and i gulped)

Yahi Mumbai me...(i replied)

Toh aap ese rent par - shaayad pehle bhi aap hostel me rehte the???(Manya's elder brother asked)

Aai baba me aa gaya....(a very tired voice came and i internally thanked the man for coming to my rescue we all looked at the door of the dining room)

To be continued...