AUTHOR'S NOTE:

Thanks for the 4k views guys.

I would never say thanks to any of you girls :). I said that to Krazy_Kiran as a result she made me update "Her dreams" thrice.

This chapter is dedicated to AkankshaSharma3 . Every time I try to be the craziest human but I end up way behind her. Thanks for the support sis.

The question for this chapter is, Most of you know India. What do you think about ELDERS view on crime against woman and how much do you think YOUNGSTERS are different than them?

It's 02:45 A.M so bear with mistakes.

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19) There is no play girl magazine to show Harry styles naked

ADDAR'S POV

Imagine that every cell in your body is irritated and feels that it is useless. You are fuming with anger and frustrated.

When you are in a state like that and your best friend is enjoying. How will you feel? I am feeling the same way. I am frustrated and feeling helpless now.

Sri was sitting beside me and seeing a girl in playboy magazine. How should I react? Sri had changed a lot. He is not the same boy who was with me in college.

But something in him was still the same. May be it is in gene? He is a boy after all.

I took the magazine from his hand and he tried to get it back from me. I was not in a mood to give it back. I said, "Don't read this in public. What will you do if a girl sees you reading this?"

He was still trying to get back as if his life was depending on it. He said, "I will say sorry girls. There is no play girl magazine to show Harry styles naked."

This guy knows much about girls too but I doubt they will be desperate to that extend. I said, "It's indecent man."

If someone else sees us, clearly they might think we are children fighting for Ice cream or chocolate but the difference is I don't want this magazine. He said, "WHAT'S INDECENT IN IT? If a girl watches bare chested boy they say 'I was admiring him' if a boy does that 'pervert is watching porn' now where the hell is equality?"

I can't believe this guy. We reached our street. It was a 100 acre estate in the outskirts of the city. It was surrounded by a wall of 8ft. It had been fenced to protect it from media. We stopped near the door.

I typed Jenny which was my password to unlock the door. The 10ft door opened up to reveal the drive way which was lined up by lights and flowers.

The two guards who stood by the door smiled at me and the tall trees that was planted surrounding the driveway made my house invisible.

Driveway took a turn and a five storey building came to view. The top two floor walls were made of glass which reflected the tall trees. The driveway took an arch shaped diversion which had my house entrance in the middle. I opened the door and started to walk when I heard Sri say, "Change your home man. Don't stay here."

I never had any feelings for this home. I had feelings for my previous home which had sweet memories of my family but Dad sold it. I bought it back but I had hid it from my dad. As it was my secret hide out from the world I can't stay there so I built this with bricks, sand, soil and all other man-made things.

I left that home which was made of love, affection and many god created things. I never liked this house at the same time I didn't hate this house.

I asked him, "What's wrong with this house?"

"This is not a house. This is a well-protected palace. The driveway is 3 km long. What is with these tall trees which completely blocks the outer world? Why do you need 10ft walls?"

We were walking through the marble floored living room which was full of couches arranged in many patterns. There was a small fountain in the middle of the living room which had some flowers surrounding it.

I said, "It is to escape from media. They are always on my back. I don't understand why they are interested in me?"

It is true that I am trying to hide from them. I don't know why they try to get celebrities in awkward and vulnerable moments. If you open you tube, you can see many stills and videos of actress whose thighs, chests and inner-wear are exposed. They are always looking for those moments.

If they have shown half the amount of vigilance on exposing corrupt vigilance then they would have prevented all the corruptions.

We were walking through the long corridor passing by kitchen and dining room and my office room. We reached the lift and decided to go to the second floor which was my personal floor. He said, "Your achievements on economics and company made you a target for them."

I just don't understand these media, "Stephen Hawking's never got the attention or interest of these media like Alia Bhatt or Varun Dhawan."

The lift door opened and my personal floor was visible to us. It was full of many paintings. My mom always like paintings. The room was painted pink. People would wonder why I painted the walls with a girly colour.

Pink is Jenny's favourite colour. I painted it pink to remember her. I sat on the couch which was near the window. The window showed the trees in the backyard. Sri who was standing had his hands on his hip with an annoyed look said, "Did you forget why I came?"

I knew why he came. I clearly didn't feel like hearing his lecture on how to act in front of my future wife. He thinks I need to learn that. I replied with a don't care look, "I didn't ask or invite you to come so I don't care."

He dragged a sofa near me and sat at the edge. He leaned lightly over my direction and I knew at the moment I saw the look on his face that he is ready to give the lecture. He said, "Impressing a girl is an art my friend. To impress a girl you should act like a gentleman but you should also have a perverted touch. You should act like a lion but should have a kitten like feel. You should act like sun with chillness."

I didn't clearly like the way it is going but I didn't have a choice too. I said, "I know to impress a girl. You don't have to teach me."

I sat comfortably on the sofa and said, "You mean like you impressed Catherine. You definitely impressed her and make her chase you."

It took him a moment to realize what he said. Catherine was still an unwanted topic for me. It is true that I can't impress a girl. I said, "May be I didn't impress her to be my girlfriend but I definitely learnt what not to do in the pursuit of relationship."

He didn't want to talk further and I didn't want to talk too. I started to read Career of evil which is the third in cormorant strike series written by J.K.Rowling. It is a series of crime thrillers. It was published on 20 October 2015.

After an hour into reading the novel, it was time for me to meet my future wife. I didn't want to go at all. The novel was amazing and I wanted to read it fully. I know that I can't let my future wife wait.

I took my white buttoned shirt and black pant. I unbuttoned the first button and combed my hair. I opened my door and Sri was standing near the door. His eyes were moving up and down my body.

He stepped forward and hugged which caught me off guard. He said, "Buddy, I wish you get the best. I want you to be the happiest person. You have not been my best friend. You have been like a brother to me."

I hugged him back but said, "Okay Daddy. I got your blessings."

He punched me lightly in my arm. He was back to old look and said, "I know that you have met girls like Catherine but there many girls who are different from Catherine. Keep your mind empty."

He continued to say many encouraging words. He was talking till we reached the car. I got in only after he gave me another hug. When did he become like this?

I started my car. I was going out of the city. The address was fixed on my GPS. I was seeing the view. Sri's words were ringing in my ear. Don't think every girl is like her.

Main thing in love is believe her. Don't come to a conclusion without seeing her.

Don't think every girl is there to come behind you. There are some girls who doesn't value money at all.

It is really hard to believe all those after being hurt by all. I lost all my belief in love. My biggest fear is not that she will hurt me.

I am scared that she won't love me from her heart. I think she will pretend to love as we are married. How can I handle fake love?

Your choice of girl ended up. You were young at that time. Your experienced father won't fail. I seriously believe that too.

I reached the resort. I parked the car and called the number which my Dad gave me. I heard a bored and tired voice on the other side which said, "Hello." It seems I am not the only one who is sad here.

"I am Abijah Addar." This is clearly awkward.

"I know. Uncle gave me your number." I was searching the surrounding to see if anyone was talking in their phone.

"Can I know where you are?" please say some details to identify you.

"I am inside. Can you come in?" I think I have to ask her directly.

"I will come. How can I identify you?" this is getting very awkward.

"I am wearing a light green salwar. I am sitting beside the lake." Why did I agree to this without seeing her photo?

I went inside and found that this resort offered high privacy. I couldn't see people as heavy bushes where blocking the table. There was a lake at the edge and there was a single table at the end. There was no table except that table. I went to the table.

I was standing behind my future wife. She had long hair and I could see it flying. She didn't tie her hair. She tucked a strand of hair which fell forward. I could see her tiny ear. It seemed so soft. I tilted my head to see that she was tapping the table with her tiny fingers.

A small smile came to my face. Her fingers were small but long. Another hand was drawing patterns on the table. She didn't turn back even once to see if her future husband is coming or not?

She is extremely patient. She is not a time alcoholic. She didn't order anything so she is not a food addict too.

Why isn't she searching for me? Isn't she interested to see me?

I realized that I had been checking out her. I hit my head myself. A smile came to my face.

She is marrying you only because her parents decided for her. Calm your feelings. Even if she loves you it is forced so it is fake.

I went and sat at the table and I noticed her stand up. I kept my phone on the table. I didn't raise my eyes to see her at all. I noticed her sitting too. I know that I have to see her.

I raised my head to see the most unexpected girl. Her expression was not like mine. Maybe she knew it before so the shock was less but it was there in her face. I said, "Did you know that you are going to meet me now?"

Her eyes didn't stay on me. It sees mine for a moment and when it notices that I am seeing her it turns to look at something else. She nodded her head. I was clearly shocked. I never expected her.

I sat comfortably on the chair and said, "I never imagined us sitting like this when my Dad said that he found the most perfect girl for me."

She was moving in her chair. She was uncomfortable and I knew why too. She said, "Look Mr. Addar I know what you are thinking. I couldn't decline when uncle asked me."

I couldn't control the smile that came to my face when I heard her call me formally like that. I said, "You can call me Abijah. After all we have a hilarious history or do you have problems calling me like that?"

She shook her head which clearly showed that she didn't have any objection. I couldn't believe that it's her who is sitting across me. She had a major impact on me. All my choices were influenced by her.

I asked her, "Are you really you?"

She was taken aback my question. She was visibly uncomfortable by my question and I could feel her uneasiness even. She nodded her head after some time. Wow, it's really her.

I watched the surrounding once and saw the lake to hide my smile. She is the perfect girl for me, Dad I can't believe you.

A couple were walking in the pathway which was near the lake. The chill wind hit us and I saw her shivering. A waiter came and I ordered coffee for her. I also asked if she needs anything other than coffee which she declined.

At last I asked her, "It's nice to meet you again Catherine. How are you?"

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

I am not like the girls who always write stories which show girls being hurt by boys and how they learn to stay strong.

 called me a jerk for the twist I gave in "Her dreams" Now anyone who wants to follow her way ;)

How was the chapter?

Any comments on his house? I haven't fully described his house.

Any comments to improve?

My answer, Many know how wrong the elders are but the sad truth is we are not much different too.

I showed how bad Ravichandran is to girls when I said about that brother and sis but no one felt worried about Catherine.

Everyone were saying Catherine's faults in the canteen incident. Did anyone notice Addar's fault in that incident?

Catherine did a mistake I agree but we knew only from Addar's Point Of View. We should hear her views too.

But after all these are just stories. How do you feel now?

Any other person whom you want to know about?

Take care be safe and stay blessed.

-Yagappar