Saturday, April 17, 2010

Atharah March


A floral description of life , family friendships, youth, romance and practicalities that one has to deal with, by seema manaf, --Haarish meets his cousin at a flower show, with her is her friend nastaran, a product of high class, rich, educated, used to an easy life, comfortable lap of luxury made her soft and carefree , an only offspring of devoted parents, harish becomes a prospective suitor sending her every other day bouquets of white roses annonymously, till she got tired of them and he then reveals his identity, she is free with her parents and friends, but they dont have time for her , to be attentive to her or pamper her, she gets married to harish who after marriage turns out a middle class man with limited source of income who cant throw his hard earned money on everyday flowers and hotel meals for her as she can"t cook, desparate she returns home to her mother"s open welcoming arms , who had prophesied she would soon get shattered and disoriented by her romance, but there is a twist to every story

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