It was an easy relation . She never expected to find love so easily after her husband's death. She was already fifty, a fit fifty. But to Tushar nothing meant anything beyond the fact that she was Swati.

They would have married each other on the second day if laws of the land permitted. Aligning to it, they submitted the request with proofs. Swati noted with reluctance that Tushar was actually thirty seven. That had been the first lie. He had introduced himself as forty five and then laughed the five years that laid in between . Now it appeared to be almost 13 years of difference. Swati wondered why .. while attractive and working, she was not exactly a catch. She looked at her almost perfect ,...