I was 34 now. Still never figured what to do with my lonely life. I wanted to have my parents with me but I could not stand their monotony of the same thing over and over, and their sad faces when they almost plead with me to have a lifelong commitment. So here I was, alone, single, no more young and wild, with no plans for the future, with no one to share secrets and no real commitments… I was in a way free… free to do everything. Only that I did not choose anything out of it.
During my college life, I once secretly wished Anant would surprise me by proposing to me in front of a large crowd. Like how they do it in movies. But I never dreamed a married man would not only propose to me but also would ask me to elope with him to the other part of the world.
I was shown a two-bedroom apartm
