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Then they spend the rest of that summer planning a beautiful wedding. That cold winter day they thought was perfect was about to take some very strange twists and turns.
Am I in love with this man, a stranger who has been stalking me, I thought. What’s wrong with me? I am certainly not desperate, yes I am lonely but this man is a stranger.
Nobody would ever be able to know what’s in the store of destiny for them and what we never expect, may emerge as the biggest surprise of our destiny.The true side of a simple yet amazing Hindi love story
I was never a mischievous, outgoing or a forward person. I understood when my parents started to talk to me about my marriage.
The author coming in contact with two family and their daughters resembling each other in all respect narrates how a lady tailor detected the difference.
Indian wedding are all about meeting with forlorn relatives of all kinds but the major attraction of the ceremony remains the ‘food-factor’ and of course the hordes of relatives.
Thinking of all the other women he had dated made me cringe a little with unease. But I didn’t mind much, as long as he stayed with me.
Srinivasan was running out of time, he decided to propose to Apsara and officially meet her family to talk about marriage the next day. He wanted to bring her into his life.
Let them view the cloud and I can view the rainbow in you. Beauty is not what it appears but beauty is about how it is being viewed.
He was pure heartedly ready to accept her as his wife. She had been honest and her mother, true. Bidya was indeed a pious and noble soul.