I love wearing western attire in my daily wear. I find them comfortable so you will often see me preferring jeans over suits and one-piece over sarees. Though, traditional dresses do make me feel beautiful and so I prefer them donning in cultural events, festivals or marriages.
After more than a month of self-observed hiatus, I am back to the world of blogging. Honestly speaking, I was not much into writing in the past 9 months. I tried to fake blogs occasionally but failed miserably.
They say if you marry the right person, life becomes a celebration. Alok couldn't agree more to it. Ever since he married Tina, life was a bliss. She loved him through thick and thin. And he couldn't reciprocate more. They were the best couple anybody could meet in the world. Their company was a fun to have around. For they seemed like one soul in two different bodies.
Tina was finding it hard to sleep that night. She had already thrown up her dinner as the anxiety was building in her stomach. Somewhere she was scared. What was wrong with her, she was trying to understand? Why she couldn't get him out of her head? Why confronting him has become so desiring and unwanted at the same time? Why even a small encounter with him, keeps playing in her mind again and again?