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L..... Love, Longing, Life






Her girl friends always got peace when they were around her; not that Asha was uncomfortable with them or anything, but still, for her to unwind completely she needed her ‘alone time’; probably snuggle into a corner by the window sill with a few cushions, a decent book and a steaming cup of coffee which would ostensibly go cold in the end because she would get engrossed in her book.

“She is yet to meet him, but she’s already lost in his thoughts” the giggles and the comments that followed brought her back to the ladies’ day out lunch table in the restaurant. That would be Mini, the engaged. The group was an odd one, they were a gang all in their mid twenties; a few of them were married, another one was engaged to get married next month and then there was “poor single Asha” as her friends liked to comment. “Ohh, no Mini...please don’t start that again! I was thinking about something else.” Asha tried to defend herself in vain. In fact, Asha strongly believed she was not the romantic type like the rest of her friends.


Like all girls, she had her own concepts of her dream man, but the difference was that her dream man was not inspired by the bollywood movies. She could never understand how could girls - so mature, aged 20 something -  go weak in their knees, when a man opened his arms wide on the big screen, smiling and displaying his dimples! She had never discussed what kind of a man she wanted, but now, it looked like the girls wouldn’t leave her unless she told them something, but then she couldn’t just say anything random to get out of the situation, they could somehow always tell it when she was bluffing to them.

“Hmm okay then. Listen up, and no questions please” Asha began thus. “He should be someone I can love with all of my heart, someone in front of whom I can laugh and cry without holding myself back or without the fear of being judged. I want to be able to love him every single day of my life, someone with whom I can discuss anything that interests us both – books, religion, news, politics anything and everything. That’s all girls, really simple” and she grinned so as to cover up the blush on her face.

We will go hiking, travel the world, go out at midnight to have some ice cream, dance in the rain, read books together, cook together, go for movies and evening strolls, work out together, keep our parents happy, raise beautiful children, build a house and make it a home.... there was so much more that was left unsaid in her mind... she did not want to share it with anyone, at least not today.


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Girls in India are caught in the drift when they reach a particular age. They suddenly face a dilemma as to what to focus on in their life, whether to make a career and ensure a living or to get married and secure their life. Girls who remain single after the so called marriageable age are frowned upon by the society and are considered a burden for their families.

Throughout the month of April, thanks to the AtoZ Challenge, I am trying to portray the life of Asha, a common Indian girl with dreams and aspirations. Everyday we focus on one alphabet starting from A on April 1st till Z on April 30th. Stick with me till the end of the journey and do tell me what you think of my writing and my Asha.



A - An Arranged Marriage
B - Bridal Dreams
C - Cherubs From Heaven
D - Rusty Dusty Delhi
E - Ernakulam 
F - Fretting Over F.R.I.E.N.D.S & Fiancé
G - Gratifying Rendezvous
H - Hospitality Crash Course
I - I Love You??!!
J - Journalism's Joy
K - Krishna
L - Love, Longing & Life
M - Milan - A Meeting
N- Noodles, Nimbu Paani & A Nice Guy
O - Online?
P - Phone Number
Q - Questions!
R - Risks
S - Some Soul Searching
T - Timeless Tableau, A Twist in The Tale
U - Union







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  1. Great ideals for the "man of her dreams". Enjoying your story for the A to Z!

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  2. Great story! Like the way your write.

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  3. oooooo I like.



    Cynthia (The Sock Zone)
    a to z challenge
    blueflute.wordpress.com

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    1. He he :)
      I really appreciate that you keep coming back and reading and commenting. Thanks Sri :)

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    1. Yeah! She is one girl with a lot of dreams! :)

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  6. Youthful dreams well expressed.

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