Megha's POV: (megha 👆 in the photo)

I slowly opened my eyes to the warm sunrays seeped into the room through the window.

There he was standing beside the window slightly leaning on his left side to the window sill looking at the sunrise. I could see only his right profile. He was standing there in all his glorious with a coffee cup on one hand and the other hand in his pant side pocket. He wore white formal shirt, first two buttons open, shirt tucked in a brown pants and secured with a black belt. He has a golden colour watch on his left hand that held the coffee cup and a gold bracelet on the other hand. His black thick hair looks like shining chocolaty brown due to effect of sunrays. His eyes were twinkling with happiness. The coffee in his hand was exerting steam in the air, don't know if it's just got out of stove or the hotness it got from the man holding it. I highly doubt as it's the second reason. The room is filled with the smell of coffee.

When he was puckering his pink lips to take a sip out of his steamy hot coffee, here unknowingly i puckered my own lips in attempt to kiss him from the bed itself. The way his adam-apple moves when he was sipping and swallowing the coffee, it takes my all to not to go and kiss the hell out of him. But i wanted to enjoy more of my handsome man early in the morning, after all it's good for eyes health to see beautiful sights, and doing this early in the morning makes the day more beautiful with the mere sight of him.

Then suddenly he turned to my side and flashed me his beautiful smile that light my whole day with the mere sight of it, but i can't see his face, why? I don't know!

Then whether the shine from his smile or sunrays, it got into my eyes for a second making me close my eyes and then i heard the sounds of temple bells and chanting morning mantras.

I opened my eyes again, this time to the reality. Yes, i was dreaming, dreaming about my perfect husband, whom i don't know where he was.

Everyday I woke up to the sounds of holy bells and chanting mantras from the temple. Because there is a temple of lord Shiva in just a few metres distance from my house. So i don't need any alarm, the temple usually opened at 5'O clock in the morning and opened till night 10'O clock.

After waking up i did my personal chores and went to the kitchen to help my mom a little. My mom was a beautiful lady, her name was Lakshmi, she has a lot of patience. She was cutting vegetables when I entered the kitchen. I back hugged her and lazily dropped my head on her shoulder, she just lift her head to my side and kissed on my forehead smiling warmly.

"What! Still sleepy?" She inquired softly. I just yawned softly in a reply. She chuckled and told me to take a seat at the dining table behind us. But raga, my little devil sister woken up and came to us while eying irritatingly at me and side hugged my mom to beat me. My mom gave her a kiss too. I just narrowed my eyes at her.

"Yes! Go to the dining table and take a seat, i want some time alone with my mom." She declared as she alone owns our mom.

"No! She's my mom. Now you go back to your room and get your books now, i will come and check what you've been studying." I reverted and satisfied to make her mouth shut by telling her to open her books to study. Now there's no one who'll share my love with mom.

"You'll check my status! As you'll understand a thing. Did you forgot that you're major was electricals and electronics while mine is computers." Sho got me tongue tied. I hate computers, i don't know a thing about them, only God knows how i did pass every semester in computers. Well apart that I'm good at my studies and I'm the topper of our batch. I had a hoarding before the college with my photo and roll number as the topper of the college. My dad still proud of it whenever he remembers it. He had this twinkle in his eyes whenever anyone of family, friends or relatives asked the same about me. It's been a year i completed my B.Tech in electrical and electronics engineering. Since I'm the topper my HOD asked me to join the teaching staff of our department while studying PG at the same time. Well who can discard such an offer now, earning while studying. I got full scholarship in both my B.Tech and M.Tech. I'm getting a salary of a little above 40k as a junior lecturer, because it's a prestigious college, the pay is high even to a junior lecturer who just joined without experience.

Mom just chuckled at us. "Now you two get your hands off of me and go to your seats. Let me do my work! Or else you won't have any breakfast along with that you even won't have any lunch to pack for your college." She warned us.

So we left her as we have nothing to say and raga get her books to the dining table and started to study. While i was helping mom by preparing curry for the luch boxes. I have made 'tomato pappu (tomato with yellow lentils, a dal curry) and ladyfinger fry'. I'm good at cooking as my mom teaches both of us how to cook from young age. As for remaining chores i can do without a problem but not as good as cooking.

Finally it's time for breakfast and my mom asked both of us to get ready and come for breakfast as the time is 7'O clock now and we have to be in college at 9'O clock in the morning. Well we don't wanted to be late now so we both rushed to rooms and went back to kitchen where we have our small six seater dining table.

My dad already took a seat at the dining table and looking into the newspaper. We both got seated and gave him a kiss on his cheek while saying good morning dad and he replied the same with a warm smile. My father's name was Sathyannarayana, he was a school teacher my mom came to us with a dosa (Indian thin pancake made with rice and black gram) platter along with a bowl of coconut chutney.

We both lifted our plates and waited for her to give our dosa.

"Mom will serve me first as I'm her favourite." Raga shouted out of the blue while sticking her tongue out at me

"No, she will serve me as I'm her favourite." I retorted narrowing my eyes at her.

"No, she's my mom and she'll serve me first " she challenged me.

"No, she's my mom." I shouted back at her.

"God, what would I do with both of you, I'm getting headache with your constant bickering." My mom told with an impossible look.

At this time my father put his newspaper down on the table.

" Now young ladies! The first thing is she'll serve me first as I'm the most favourite person in the world for her. And the second thing is she's not yours, she's mine from the first to till her last. Not get that into your brains and have your breakfast silently." Saying this my day took the platter from my mom's hands and started eating with a mischievous smile

"We two along with my mom saw our dad with our mouths wide open. He just steal the dosa from my mom which is made for us and started eating.

My mom was dumbfounded and hit his arm lightly muttering along with something like "have some shame, what are you talking infront of your daughters, they're not small girls they can understand everything now." She scolded him.

Then went back to the kitchen and came with some more dosas after sometime. We all had our breakfast and started to leave for our day when my dad asked us to sit back.

We all sat back in our chairs and my dad started to talk
"Well i have something to ask you megha, i have an old friend whom i met yesterday. We talked about alot and in between our talks we talked about our children, he has a son who is working as an IT professional at some MNC company, salary is nice too. He wanted to have a marriage between our both children. And i also impressed about his qualification. But it's your life, so i wanted to talk with you first before promising him anything. So what do you think about marriage?" He asked me casually.

"It's really too sudden dad, but if you're really impressed with him then I'm sure it's a good match, so i have no problem to get married. If you think that he is a good choice you can say yes to them. I believe you dad." I told him truthfully looking into his eyes.

He has moist at the brim of his eyes and told me, "Thank you thalli, (thalli means mother, and it's a fondling word for elders to use with their children) for believing me this much. But no need to answer this soon. I'll ask him to send his son's profile and photo and I'll forward it to you. After then you can decide it." He assured me.

My mom has happy tears in her eyes seeing both of us. While raga is giggling herself saying I'm going to be out of this house soon and mom will be fully hers. My mom and dad laughed at her shaking their heads slightly with a happy smiles on their faces.

Soon me and raga left to our college through my scooty which i had purchased it from my salary paying in installments.