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...