A Marriage of Secrets (eBook, ePUB)
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I always believed marriage was a sacred bond, a promise of trust and love that could weather any storm. Growing up in a bustling Bangalore, the air thick with the scent of cardamom and diesel fumes, I saw marriage as the ultimate anchor. I would watch my parents on their small balcony in the cool, blue light of dawn, sharing a single clay cup of steaming chai. The roar of morning traffic would begin its daily assault, vendors would start their melodic calls, but my parents existed in a quiet bubble. Their partnership, a silent understanding spoken through shared glances and easy laughter, was ...
I always believed marriage was a sacred bond, a promise of trust and love that could weather any storm. Growing up in a bustling Bangalore, the air thick with the scent of cardamom and diesel fumes, I saw marriage as the ultimate anchor. I would watch my parents on their small balcony in the cool, blue light of dawn, sharing a single clay cup of steaming chai. The roar of morning traffic would begin its daily assault, vendors would start their melodic calls, but my parents existed in a quiet bubble. Their partnership, a silent understanding spoken through shared glances and easy laughter, was a beacon of stability in the chaos of my world. They navigated life's challenges together, their love a steady, warm flame against the flickering uncertainties of life. That image, scented with ginger tea and morning dew, was etched into my soul.
When I finally joined a matrimonial site at thirty, I carried that dream with me. The screen of my laptop glowed with a sterile, artificial light, a stark contrast to the vibrant, chaotic world outside my window where kites of every color danced against a saffron sunset. I scrolled through endless profiles, each a small, curated window into a stranger's life, the quiet clicking of the mouse the only sound in my room. I was searching for a partner to build a life with, to share the quiet comfort of dawn and the sweet burden of dreams, maybe even to start a family. I longed for the easy rhythm I'd seen in my parents, a love that was both a sanctuary and an adventure.
When I finally joined a matrimonial site at thirty, I carried that dream with me. The screen of my laptop glowed with a sterile, artificial light, a stark contrast to the vibrant, chaotic world outside my window where kites of every color danced against a saffron sunset. I scrolled through endless profiles, each a small, curated window into a stranger's life, the quiet clicking of the mouse the only sound in my room. I was searching for a partner to build a life with, to share the quiet comfort of dawn and the sweet burden of dreams, maybe even to start a family. I longed for the easy rhythm I'd seen in my parents, a love that was both a sanctuary and an adventure.
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