"A spouse can never be your best friend", she grumbled as she looked at the newspaper ad, for he would never approve of it.
They met in college, fell in love and dreamt together of success & bliss, but marriage showed them a different world -writing was lost behind household chores,in laws' demands for baby making & responsibilities of an Indian wife.
"This is a golden chance - an overseas internship with a prestigious magazine; I know he would have applied, but nobody will let me."
The doorbell rang, it was in his hand - the admission form, "so he is leaving me behind", she sighed.
Just then he showed to her, the 2nd form and said "I am your friend first & then husband, and it is a dream we both saw and will realize together!"
This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.
They met in college, fell in love and dreamt together of success & bliss, but marriage showed them a different world -writing was lost behind household chores,in laws' demands for baby making & responsibilities of an Indian wife.
"This is a golden chance - an overseas internship with a prestigious magazine; I know he would have applied, but nobody will let me."
The doorbell rang, it was in his hand - the admission form, "so he is leaving me behind", she sighed.
Just then he showed to her, the 2nd form and said "I am your friend first & then husband, and it is a dream we both saw and will realize together!"
This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.
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