As a girl, I always dreamt of my knight in shining armour.
I looked forward to a tall dark handsome guy sweeping me off my feet,we go to these exotic locations like the beach in Maldives and sit by the sea,with our glass of champagne,holding hands and pouring our heart out.
But here I am, with my husband, a tall dark, handsome but boring man who holds my hand so stiffly, he has nothing romantic to say, he’s so rigid when he poses for pics. I cant imagine how people would laugh at all my Instagram pics, I had made such elaborate plans.but he poured cold water over all my dreams.
Why on earth did I agree to marry this guy?My dreams of a romantic life are all quashed- I silently cry myself to sleep.
I wake up with cramps in my stomach,I can barely move.My periods were always painful. He sits beside me, as I lay my head in his lap, I can see the creases of worry and pain in his eyes. he gets up to heat my hot water bag 10 times and I cry again-“how stupid have I been.if this isn’t love, I don’t know what is”.
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Very nice one Akshata. Funny how we care so much about the optics and the picture perfect aspect of things.
I am getting interior design done for my new apartment now and when I visit some of the interior designer sites, the photos of the interiors they show are so sparkly and shiny and perfect with everything in place and so unreal. It makes you wonder what those houses look like once people actually live in them and how hey hold up under rugged use of a family that really loves and uses their home.
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This is practically my love story😂😂😂😂 my husband is exactly this and I am going to share the link with my husband😉😉
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Haha! Then you have found true love Balaka!
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Ahem!! true love has its own pros and cons though 🙂
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I know what you mean 😊
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That my dear is lover .The real kind and the one that stays grows and makes one glow.
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Indeed the best one!
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Ha! ha! Not all men can woo their women with champagne and red roses. And women need to make peace with that. Once they do, life is less complex. Though I know easier said than done. I can imagine a lot many women relating to this post.
Good one Aks.
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That’s so true, it’s something we women want so badly. But then you realise a caring husband is anyday better than one who is all lovey dowey but probably that’s it! He stops at that. That’s not a very good situation to be in
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IS this true or really fiction? It’s awfully nice for a husband to help a wife with her PMS. Thankfully it’s something I never experienced…..
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It’s fiction. And PMS is horrible I can tell you that.
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Such a heart warming take on the prompt Akshata. As much as women love displays of love from their men, I believe ultimately what stands the sands of time is not looks but pure unadulterated love.
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Very true Meha! We think too much of these petty things
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Love needs no big expresion at times. Small things at the time of need work wonders. Tats true love😊
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That’s true but many people wish that love is expressed especially women like it 😊
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Yeah can understand.
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A sweet and believable story 🙂
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Expression of love can be through caring actions as well… so wisely conveyed through this tale Akshata!
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Very true Anagha we often realise it late. Thanks for stopping by
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Very sweet man who, it seems, doesn’t hold well in public, but adores his wife endlessly. Good story.
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Yes the best one can have!
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