Wish we had more to cherish
How I hated the thought of marrying the prospect my parents had decided for me. Argued for different reasons, because he didn’t have much qualities I wanted in my husband. But like most of Indians girls do, I too married the man of my parents surrendering myself to the destiny. We argued each day for all valid and not so valid reasons. I didn’t like the way he would park things for later and he didn’t like why I wanted things to happen there and then. He never praised whatsoever I did, cooked or arranged. He never wished to celebrate anniversary or birthday. Always escaped from planning or gifting, as we didn’t have much money to spare and he said he is not good at deciding things.This continued until I found he had an affair before marriage I didn’t know. When confronted, he didn’t to confess or explain, making things only difficult. Things changed for good when our daughter was born, the best things which could happen to us at the time. All was going for good, jobs change...