Like papers and petals, we were poles apart. Until we dreamt about a little garland. Then a fireball, an albatross, a mansion and what not.
I met him once and walked away. Only to return and tell him, its you. It just feels right.
Shweta and Rutul are planning to get married in February. Both are eager, in spite of the looming threat of lockdowns. After their marriage in Madhya Pradesh, they plan to take a road trip back home.
