It's Sunday and after some hours I'll be meeting my may-be husband.', Uma sighed thinking.
Things have changed a lot in these few days. A marriage proposal was the last thing she could think of, even in her wildest at dreams. And then, here she was busy selecting a proper dress for the meet.
Uma had always been a very simple girl, who doesn't apply much makeup. Because, according to her, ''make up doesn't depict the real me''. But selecting a dress has always been a tough job for her. After searching the cupboard for the nth time, she finally decided on a cotton blue and white printed kurti with a white leggings.
Since yesterday night, several thoughts had crowded her mind.
Should I tell him the truth?
His will he react?
What if he is an arrogant ass?
What if he gets annoyed with m
