It marked 3:45 in the night. Vishwas lay on the bed, staring pointlessly at the fan. A tiny corner of the white envelop peeked from underneath his pillow.
That had been almost four weeks ago and now Beth was pregnant, without a husband’s support and no job to bring in the money, what could she possibly do.
I saw her yesterday in office… she was healthy & not smiling as always… the baby inside her was racing through time to see the world & tell her mom to smile sometimes
“You need to open your eyes. You need to see your daughters as assets. There are no limits for women these days. The frontiers are endless”
“Do not leave my hand” and suddenly Zeba was on savari sitting next to Farhan with her hand in his and her head on his shoulder.
The male dominated society… the orthodox family… the baby girl with a handicap… a gruesome dependent life… A life full of misery and lasting tribulation was calling her.
Time passing in its own pace.Jayati was growing in a beautiful girl healthy and an intelligent girl, Rrajan hardly ever spent time with her
They did something stupid and their family pretty much cut them off with nowhere else to go. They got no place of their own like us. We are all ordinary broken people.
She meet his family and he meet hers. They all got along so well. Their friends loved them both. He would do anything for her.
Shreya and Shiva loved each other. It was first time for both of them. But however, they knew that it was not going to last,