A few years ago, I was busy shopping for my bridal wear in a shop overflowing with bridal clothes of all colours, sizes and grandiosity set in the heart of Delhi’s Karol Bagh. The shopkeeper very enthusiastically draped a semi-stitched lehenga around my waist and gave me a shove to swirl me around and feel the bridal wear. Half way through the swirl I stopped short in my tracks.
A few feet away, staring into another full-length mirror with laughter write all over her face was a classmate from school. She was accompanied by a very handsome man, and the laughter in their eyes for one another spoke quite a lot about the romance brewing between them. I stopped short in my tracks though. The man looked nothing close to her husband, whose pictures I had seen occasionally on social media.
The journalist that I am, curiosity kicked in and I walked up to them to ‘uncover the truth’. My old acquaintance was first....
