Marriages are made in Heaven

I saw a young gentleman at a bookstore who picked up a book titled “Marriages are made in Heaven” and moved towards the counter but then the destiny had to play its part, the gentleman hit me. But to be honest, I hit him intentionally just to pick up a conversation with him and perhaps he also realized my malicious act.

I am sorry uncle, he said.

Oh it was actually my mistake, I should have been more careful; I replied and picked up the novel.

So, beta, are you getting married, I asked and returned the book to him

Next week uncle, he answered.

Do you really believe that marriages are made in heaven, I asked him very casually.

I think that it’s all destiny. I met Sneha at a function five years ago and since then we have been together. We love each other and finally we have decided to marry.  So, yes I do believe that marriages are made in heaven, the gentleman explained to me.

I laughed and asked if he was gifting the book to his to be wife and offered him to sit.

No, to my ex-wife. I am a divorcee, my first marriage was an arranged one, he said and sat down. But it took me a moment to realize what he said.

But you look quite young, I sat and enquired.

Yes, I got married when I was 22 and got divorced at 23, he replied very calmly.

But why did you got divorced, I was quite restless in asking this question.

She was impotent so I divorced her, he answered.

And it took me another moment to gulp down what did he just said.

I didn’t dare to ask him any other question and decided to end the conversation but it was too late for me to move out of the scene.

He instantly fired a question at me asking uncle, you look quite matured, what’s your say on this topic.

I am still unmarried, son, I replied and this came as a shock to him.

But why, he asked and this time he was more restless than me.

If i was married, I replied, it would not have been possible for me to write this national best-selling novel which you are holding.

The gentleman immediately opened the book to match my face with that in the book and then I started laughing. I was just joking. I was laughing at him and he had no option but to laugh at his foolishness.

The truth is, I continued but this time more seriously, that I also loved someone but she married some another person. That lady, my son, is your mother.

He looked at me dumbstruckly, smiled hesitantly, and said you are again joking, right.

No, I said with a straight face and he went pale.

The gentleman dropped the book and just ran out of the bookstore.

And I had the last laugh….