My world of wonders💕

“Priya will be here in some time. She has prepared all the delicacies herself. I’m sure you are going to love them. My daughter is very good at cooking, she perfectly knows how to handle household chores,” my mother kept chanting praises about me. “Priya, come here my princess. Rahul’s parents are waiting,” my mother called out for me, from the drawing room. I stood in the window of my room, thinking about all my future endeavors’. I wanted to study more, get a degree and be on my own. I wished that the whole world comes to cease, except me and I could escape somewhere, away from this chaos. Yes, I had turned 21 the previous month and according to my parents and the society, it was an ideal age to get married. But, does this really exists? An ideal age to get married? I have seen a lot many people going through this drama, a few survived and the others gave up, living a meaningless routine life. All I see in common is that no-one was satisfied. I am not against the co...

Tired of all the chaos and drama, she sat silently with her messed up hair, into her favourite swing with a cup of coffee. The cool breeze, chirping of the innocent birds and watching the beautiful sunset made her forget everything. She started thinking of him, her prince, whom she imagined would come on a white horse, to take her away from all the ruthlessness, all the drama. Suddenly, the door bell rang. There was this tall, smart, handsome guy, with a bunch of red roses, wrapped in a way exactly she liked. With a wide smile on his face, he asked, "May I come in, Miss. Beautiful?" She became dumb for a moment. This was just as she had dreamt, a perfect guy, with the perfect bunch of red roses. The essence of him being around made her heart beat faster. She welcomed him with a uncomfortable gesture because she had no idea of what was happening. He gave her the bunch of roses, along with her favourite favourite chocolate. It brought a wide smile on her face. It was afte...