Sameer Maheshwari was newly married and sometimes felt like a fish floundering out of water. He had known Naina since so many years and yet kept feeling that he didn’t know everything about her. Well… her hair was still strange and he was not getting used to seeing that…

Naina had known that things would change after marriage. She had known that husband and wife shared room, bed, bathroom. She had known that with new relationship there would be new responsibilities. She had known that as a wife she would have to manage not only the house, but…

The curtain of darkness seemed to be impregnable, the lights seemed to have turned out forever, and there was this gaping hole inside his heart that he felt would consume his whole being. He had done the unthinkable. After fighting for all these years to have his mother by…

“Main Madhuri nahi hun, lekin banna chahti thi… tumhare liye.” The single line from Naina threw him off balance, and he almost tuned out of whatever she was saying next. He could fairly hear her words, yet somehow didn’t, it was different, overlapped with the echo of that single…

Naina Sameer Maheshwari was flustered… Her fingers moved agitatedly over her empty neck. She had lost her mangalsutra. Oh what a disaster! How could she be so careless? It seemed as if her married life was off to a very rocky start. First the fiasco of getting caught in…

Naina sat near the window, tears spilling down her face. She was back in her room, or rather the room she had shared with Preeti before her wedding. It was her pag-phera ceremony, but she wasn’t happy… How could she be? She had just spoiled everything. Why did she…