Her
Story
Before
sending the mail, I paused for few minutes. Maybe i was crazy. This
boy was fine, he was young, he was rich but he also had more red
flags than a communist parade.
After
several heartbreaks , i have learnt to trust my instincts.i knew he
was seeing someone because there was this subtle reluctance on his
part for me to reallyknow him so the marriage
proposal a few days ago came as a surprise. A pleasant one no doubt
but still a surprise because we had been acquaintances for
just two weeks.
i
did not know where he lived, we had never
gone on a date before, i was not sure if he was the kind of
person i wanted to be in a long term relationship with. i
really did not know anything. All I knew about him was what he
was willing to show me which was almost nothing. It took
more than sneaking into my house at night once a week for people to
reveal their true colour and it took much more than that for me to
want to spend my life with them.
I
read the mail again, crossed my fingers and then clicked the send
button...

