Love and Lonely Heart

Love and Lonely Heart

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Padmini I am fed up with my parents and grandparents. I know I am dusky, short and curvy. I hate to call myself fat. I love my curves. If a man loves me for what I am, he is lucky. I know many think I am a rebel, but no, I am not. I just don't want to be bogged down by the societal expectations. I am a hardworking nerd, and I wear it as my badge of honour. I got selected in one of the best Management colleges in India and here my parents want to marry me off... Sharath My parents thrust the marriage thing on me. I decided that I will marry the first girl my parents introduce me to. I am already in love with my work. The girl who wants to marry me needs to understand that she will always be second to my work. I am a certified workaholic. I am not much interested in the romantic shit that my friend Satvik is always into. All my calculations went for a toss when I saw her for the first time. She is just the woman I want in my life... Sharp, witty, and boy she is so hot that I want to be as dirty as I can for her...
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I got married today. Yes, you read that right. "Married." And the strangest part? I don't even know who I married. Not his face. Not his name. Not his voice. Just one undeniable truth-"I am his bride." Now, I sit here, draped in "red and gold", in a room that belongs to him-no, "to us"-waiting. Waiting for a man who is supposed to be "my husband", my partner, the one I am bound to by fate itself. The world outside is moving as usual-people laughing, families celebrating, the echoes of my wedding still fresh in the air. But inside this room, "time stands still". My heart pounds-"not in fear, but in a strange thrill." Who is he? What does he look like? What kind of man is he? I don't believe he's some "dark, dangerous stranger"-no, something inside me says he is "a man of honor, a man of quiet strength." But that doesn't change the fact that I know "nothing about him." Absolutely nothing. And yet-here I am, waiting. Waiting for the first glimpse. The first moment. The first stolen breath before "everything changes forever." Curious? "So am I." Join me in this journey, in this tangled web of destiny, love, and the unknown. Let's see what fate has written for me. Because ready or not-"my story has already begun."

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