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My Life After all the drama, quarrels and fights between my family and my husband Sriram's family, the day of wedding arrived.  Me and my husband Sriram studied in the same college and both were madly in love with each other.  Our love was something special, all because of my husband Sriram, he was a gentleman and treated me like a lady.  He promised me that he would not cheat on me and will surely marry me, and also promised that until our marriage he will not make love to me.   Though we have kissed each other passionately several times and me being a naturally horny girl, got turned on several times and was ready for sex, my husband Sriram was very conscious about the promise he made to me, therefore we did not make love.  Though I admired him for being a Gentlemen, there were many instances where I wished he broke his promise and we made love.  Nevertheless, we were having a wonderful time together, as I was very much sure that he loved me very muc...

This story happened 20 years ago. It is narrated by the son. The political condition between our country and our neighbors was boiling. Talks of an upcoming invasion filled the air. Our village was situated on the border of the two countries so the villagers were always waiting for any piece of news on the fragile peace between our two countries. I was born to my dad and mom soon after they married. At the time of the story, I was five years old and I had no brothers or sisters. I still remember my parents citing the cause of not having other children to the bad economic and political situation of the country. We were a happy little family although my dad was a very stern man. I rarely remember seeing him laughing or smiling. He was strict with my mother although she was his first sweetheart in the village. Mom and dad didn't continue their education but they knew the minimum to read and write. Their education was mainly administered by the local church and that was why my father h...