21. Flashback"You have no clue Aunty.." I shook my head, slipping into a more lazy position. "He troubles me so much during Ramadan." I complained, staring at Asher through the rear view mirror.He chuckled at my accusation as if I was a child crying about her silly friend." I know beta.." She jabbered, turning back to me, her face showing how much she had to speak on the topic."Which is why I'm so grateful to have you. I'm okay in Ramadan because I know, you are with my dork." She smiled at me sweetly." Ab aisa bhi nahi hai Ammi, mere bilkul nakhre nahi hain?" Asher piped in, stealing a glance at me.It made my heart flutter. His gaze always did. The way he looked at me in the crowd, secretively yet so intensely as if he could see my soul made me feel butterflies." Yeah, ofco

23. AiraThe air was colder than what I had ever felt with a silence that screamed of our heart-break, our melancholy.I stared at the thin fabric of the grey sweater I was wearing. I had to wear it because Asher wasn't there to make me feel warm all day.I realised I had to start wearing woollens myself because Asher was no longer gonna be there to take care of my antiques.Life was changing rapidly. With every breath of mine, I was losing more of Asher, I was breaking more than before and I was morphing more into nothingness.My hands were filled with bangles, red and white. They symbolised the new beginning I was going to have with Virat from tomorrow but I wondered how it would be without me?I was no more Aira, I was no more myself. I was lost and I had no chase of it.I had no clue if I cou

25. AiraI could explode. I could burst.I wished I could go numb for a day or two; or better faint or best die.There was so much to feel, to contemplate, to understand.I wasn't just shocked to see Esha so close to Virat but I was disgusted somehow.The idea of Virat almost touching her was so ridiculous but what was more revolting was the fact that it enraged me and I felt hurt somewhere.I thought it was okay, Virat doing anything with his life. We were yet to promise each other of love and trust but all my walls shattered in a mili second when I saw the

27. Aira Asher, what happened to us? Asher what happened with us? When did we get so unlucky? When did we become so sinful? When did we become so ill fortunate  that we couldn't even get each other? Asher what did I do? Asher how could I? Why did our family did this to us? Why Asher? Why?

I had not been more dependent ever in my life than the way I was dependent on Virat.In a count of a few days, I followed him without a doubt.I looked up at him for answers I wouldn't find.I would seek his intervention every time I felt out of place.I would let him guide me to wherever he wanted without a hesitation.I had always been rational with my emotions, I had taken sufficient time before letting people be a part of my life but with Virat, it was all new and different.I trusted him without a single query, with all my senses and heart, with blind eyes.It was not because he was my husband and I was ought to but it was for the way he had earned it so easily, so sleekly.He had rescued me every time from the verge of shame and humiliation.He had married me despite know