'Sir. I know i can't take care of zia at this stage. We are not saying we want to marry right now. I am struggling to get a new job. And only once i am settled, i shall take zia with me.' 'Oh bravo my boy..in that case you will marry in your 50's? '
Meanwhile their coffees arrived. The waiter placed one cup for each and left the place. The conversation continued.. jai got the feeling of that one grumpy professor at college who screws u up in vivas, no matter what you say. 'No sir. I mean i will soon get a stable job m sure.. and ..' 'Look jai. Zia is our only daughter. We have dreamt a lot for her. And even you know its impossible for us to let her go with you in this situation. Plus u r a maharashtrian.We are against inter-religion marraiges..' zia's mom straight away posted her view across. 'Mom. But we love each other. What if i marry a Christian and there's no love? how will i live my life?' Zia's dad looked at her with a irritated look. 'Shut up zia. You are not a kid to talk like a fool. Money money is important in life.. not love.. nonsense..' he bursted out angrily.. Zia's mom tucked at his trousers to lower his voice. 'Sir. Please give me one year time. I will prove you my capabilities. Not that i will come settled.. but i will definitely reach at a position you will be proud of.. please sir.. only one year from now.. ' jai joined his hands and pleaded dad..