After relaxing holidays with my parents in Himachal Pradesh, I was back to the same routine. The call rings “Tring Tring”
I could hear a soft spoken lady from the other side, who introduced herself as Mrs. Dasgupta
“Hello Sukanya, I am Mrs. Dasgupta talking from Delhi, I got your contact details from Jeevansathi.com. We are looking for a prospective bride for my younger brother Naboneel”
I was neutral. No excitement. This was quite normal for me. Since the past 12 months I had put my profile on Jeevansathi.com, hoping to find my second life partner.
Every other day I received an alliance related call and it had become an integral part of my daily life. At the point of time, I jotted down a two-page documents regarding my introduction and it had become byheart, A series of interrogate questions which were generally ask by the perspective alliance, I wanted to be overprepared after my disaster first innings but at this stage I byhearted with my introduction and confidently face the interrogate session.
I walked back home and started my preparation for cookie, which is generally my half time task. Cooking for me is like stress relief therapy which I normally do after my college hour to relax from my fully packed schedule.
Since it was my first attempt to bake cookies, I was bit confused and lost in the subtleties of the process of baking cookies.
As my hands neared the microwave, and I opened its door – came a sound from nowhere.
The msg read “Ami Naboneel bolchi, Apnar contact details didi tike pelam (Naboneel speaking, I got your contact details from my elder sister)” I was really surprised!! A man speaking with so much of respect, I was overwhelmed.
For a few moments Back to my previous phase of my life “Partha my ex-husband who never refer “tumi” to me always use “tui”. Never give respect to me nor to my parents first time ever heard “Appni” from man and that touched my heart.
Microwave time alert stop “and I smell the aroma of the cookies .
Time flies but memories continue to remain in our heart.
After completing my dinner, Its mother time (The only time where I talk heart to heart with my mother), I discussed my entire day with her, she is the only woman in my life who listen …Continue Reading