Haalat-E-Mohabbat

Kosish ki thi bahut... Papa ne meri... 

sir ko uthake jeene ki... 

Beti ki shadi ne... 

Hakikat samjha diya... 

Hi!!! From the above lines, I guess my readers have already understood what I am going to express today. I just want your opinion today from all the lovely ladies who need a man to give them the best phase of life and all the handsome and understanding men who need a woman to support them in their hard struggles and a way to success. I have created this blog not to showcase my writing skills. I created it so that I can express what I am dealing with and request my readers to express their views and emotions also. We all are unknown here. Many times there are waves of thoughts that emerged in our minds but we can't share them which causes depression. I am here to make some unknown friends so that I can have some suggestions from you as well as when you are in need, I want to listen to you up. 

I am not going to tell you my name... After all "NAAM MAY KYA RAKHA HAI"... The main introduction about me is -I am a girl-An Indian Girl, living in a typical Indian society who is in perfect marriage age and waiting for her prince charming (seriously🤔🤔🤔). 

 Earlier whenever a girl was born, people tried their best to reed of that little baby girl. That child may be born or unborn have the thinking that why I was not allowed to survive. The reason behind this is the cruelty faced by the daughters when they have been raped or the family needs to suffer a lot due to their marriage. But yes the time has changed. Thinking has changed... We are living in the 21st century, calling ourselves modernized and open-minded. We equally valued the birth of a girl to a boy. We teach our daughters to be independent and confident enough to deal with these social issues. (Are we😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨???) 

I am the kind of girl whose father has given all his life's effort to support me and help me to grow up as a strong tree. I am a proud daughter of a proud father. I am an independent working lady of age 30 who is the earning member of my family. This is my story. But I failed to make my dad feel proud. As I said I am a typical Indian girl ready to get married. I was never willing to get married. I felt that I was not a marriage material( everyone says I am... Idk)... But then I fall in love with my colleague. How??? 

I am a teacher by profession and working in a renowned school for the last 5 years. He joined the school after 6 months of my joining. We became friends and then one day he proposed to me and since then my story begins. Better I should say the struggle to get fit where I am not suitable to fit... I am a bong girl and he is a Bengali Brahmin. (obviously not a Brahmin girl... Is that a sin?) Mothers are the best creature in this world but mothers-in-law? And it's very blatant that I am some ghostly appearance to his mom as I am his choice. I am facing issues from day 1 but never complained about anything...My man is a very short-tempered person and he deals with the situation without thinking of the consequences...Today is the third time when my relation comes to an end because of the false egos of the patriarchal society... 

Guys, I am tired now... I need your help to take a decision... I am depressed because I can't deal with the situation. I need your help... If you want me to write further about my story then please let me know... Please let me know if you want me to help.