"If I ever get a chance to go back in time, then I'll give myself a hug, as she needed and craved it the most. Little me your family definitely doesn't deserves your love & kindness."
"If trust can be broken once it can be broken again & again . It'...
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3 months later
It has been almost 6 months of our marriage, 3 months of our new start together. I never expected that I'd get a loving and caring family, but I got more than that. Dadu I always missed you, and I still do, but I don't feel lonely anymore.
The first 3 months of my marriage were a twisty ride, but the next 3 months made me feel like finally I'm back home. I never felt neglected like I used to feel in Sharma House. In these approx. 6 months, I didn't miss my biological family because the love and care I got here were more than enough for me to get over my past.
My parents never showed any sort of affection for me. I was devoid of their love, but the emptiness got fulfilled here. After marrying Aditya, I got loving and caring parents, grandma, and my forever support system, Rajveer. But the most important thing is I found my prince, about whom I asked you, Dadu.
Dadi never showed any affection for me, neither in your presence nor after you left us. But Sharmila Dadi took care of me, as if I'm her own grandchild. Back then, I was against this marriage, but now I'm glad that my dad forced me to marry Aditya, or else I still would have been craving the love of my family.
Rajveer has been my buddy since childhood, and now he's my devar, who definitely doesn't leave a single chance to annoy me, but he's always there to lift up my mood after you left me. I'm really glad to have a friend like him, even though I won't show it to him.
Now, talking about my husband, whom I used to hate the most, you heard it right: I used to hate him the most. It was all because of misunderstandings and the continuous nagging of my father, which eventually developed a feeling of hatred for him.
But after living together with him, I got to see his soft and caring side, which eventually melted the wall of hatred around my heart for him. I mean, he's not that bad, but he still teases me a lot. I remember that day when he said that he wanted to give our relationship a chance; then I didn't know how to express myself, but now I'm glad that at least I said yes and gave a chance to our new budding relationship.
