The Dame Who Dared to Dream -
Perfidy
NISHA SADASIVAN
This book is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, organizations, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or, are used fictitiously, and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, organizations, events, or locales is purely coincidental.
“Sudhandhiram Mattum Illamal Sorgamey Irundhum Yenna Payan?”
-Poet Vairamuthu
(What is the use in having heaven itself, if the only thing not available there is “freedom”?)
Contents
Chapter 1: Welcome to Planet Earth..
Chapter 3: How I met my friend
Chapter 9: The Chess Tournament
Chapter 11: This is Heaven on Earth!
Chapter 12: Murphy’s Law! – Mission TCS
Chapter 15: Finally, we mingle
Chapter 16: A ‘girl’ friend and a ‘boy’ friend
Chapter 20: Despite Dams, the River Flows
Chapter 22: I wish I were a Man
Chapter 23: A Groom comes home
Chapter 24: Where are you going to, my pretty maid?
Chapter 25: Mysterious Miseries - Part I
Chapter 26: Mysterious Miseries–Part II
Chapter 27: Mysterious Miseries - Part III
Chapter 28: Subhashree opens up
Chapter 31: Good luck is a residue of preparation
Not all scars show, not all wounds heal. Sometimes, you can’t always see the pain that someone feels.
-Lisa French
Every woman dreams of marrying a handsome, smart and independent guy, with a brain of his own, who will fall on his knees to court her, and who would do anything to win her heart.
And yes, I found my man! Aravind is the name!
I’ve been crying uncontrollably for two weeks now (July 15th, 2015), trying to figure out why Aravind called off the marriage with me a day after we were engaged.
The engagement was scheduled on June 29th, 2015.
The mehandi function happened two days earlier. Mom was moistening my hands with lemon water. I was so excited!!
This was the first step to the rest of my life with Aravind. I was already dreaming of long drives with my sweet heart, kissing him all the time, late night movies every other day, my brain could not contain all the reveries.
But now, he was no longer mine. Why? Was I not beautiful enough for him? Was I not intellectually exciting enough? Why me? I love him like no one else, and I know I will marry no other man… No one else but him…