I was 28, unmarried and happy. But my parent wanted me to marry a girl they liked. I did not want that. I believed that falling in love and then getting married was a better way. But that was no to be. I met Petra at her mom's place, when I had to see the girl i was expected to marry. She was plump and sweet and frankly she was not my dream girl! Our parents left us alone. We had to get to know each other and then get married and carry on the lineage! She was the one who got us started and her first line was - "you look so scrawny before me. You need to be fed well!" I was aghast, but burst out laughing. And then we chatted like long lost friends. Inside that plump exterior lay a small girl, a caring friend and a wonderful life partner! We got married that June(we met in May by the way!) and we have 2 wonderful children. I am glad God brought Petra into my life. He actually brought in love and trust - one that I am thanking for everyday!

I loved her. We were colleagues in office and we became friends. Friendship developed into love and we were the talk of the office. Everybody was sure that we will be getting married. Then one day she had promised to meet me at the ice cream shop. But in the afternoon she came over and told me that she had to go out with her parents and that is why she would not be able to make it. I was disappointed, but then I thought that it was natural for her to want to spend some time with her parents too. so that evening I went out for a movie with my friends. I saw her and was about to go to her, when I saw her with my boss. Next day I asked her about her evening with her parents and she told me they had gone shopping and then because she got a headache, they had gone home. I was unable to bear this lie and told her that i had seen her at the theatre and that too with our boss. I probably screamed. I was given the pink slip the next day and she stopped seeing me from then on. I still love her and am ready to accept her if she tells me the truth. Does she really love me or was it all a sham? And this breaking of my relationship...Was it my fault?