If only #FridayFotoFiction



She opened the scrapbook hesitantly and the pictures enthralled her as always. She had started creating her ‘Dream wedding scrapbook’ from the time she was a teenager with stars in her eyes.

As she turned the pages, her expression turned grim.

She closed her eyes and saw herself walking down the aisle with her father. Everyone looked so happy and her dad grinned from ear to ear. Her favorite red white and orange roses stood out in the vases adding an enchanting effervescence to the wedding scene.

“Hey, day dreaming?” she opened her eyes with a jolt to her husband’s voice.

They had had a registered marriage two days ago.

Their parents had disowned them as both of them belonged to different religions.

If only they had given their blessings, their union would have been as she had imagined since she was a little girl, if only….

(147 words)

Linking up  with Tina and Mayuri




About Meha Sharma

Dreamer,Writer,Mother,Fauji wife...all while striving to overcome something called 'Procrastination' :) I dabble in writing and write for @huffpostindia, @womensweb , @mycity4kids. I worked as a Business Analyst in an elite IT firm and as a professor in management colleges. Having earned an MBA degree in Human Resource Management and an MA degree in English Literature, I now pass on my wisdom to management students. To keep my sanity while striving to be a 'decent' mom to my ever inquisitive daughter, I tell myself, what Winnie the Pooh says,"My favourite day is today" :)
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29 Responses to If only #FridayFotoFiction

  1. Kriti Sharma says:

    After a long time Meha…nice one as all ways

  2. Sometimes parents can be so immature. Great take on the prompt, Meha.
    Thank you for writing for #FridayFotoFiction

  3. Ravi S says:

    Nice to read the short story. Sad but near to reality

  4. Got a streak of pain in my heart Meha. Why I wonder at times parents fail to see the bond sealed by the love and not by the religion.
    If only… so true.
    Loved you take on the prompt!

  5. Rajlakshmi says:

    I hope the parents would come around after a while. But it’s ok, atleast she is with the love of her life.

  6. Roses come with thorns and thorns prick, hard. These are modern times but I guess parents still have to evolve to see beyond caste, religion, region, status etc etc when it comes to their kin’s choice of whom they want to marry.

  7. sukrisblog says:

    Awww! that’s so sad. Parents should check out the background of the person rather than focus on religion and be biased. Such a wonderful take. I hope their parents mean well for her in their thoughts.

  8. So deep and so relevant in today’s times. Religion makes people lose their better sense.

  9. opinionatedmua says:

    Gave me a chill reading it Meha. Honor killing is what came to my mind. 😦

  10. Tina Basu says:

    I don’t know why people bring religion caste creed in between love! very nice Meha. Thanks for linking up with #FridayFotoFiction.

  11. Ravi S says:

    Thank you, wish you and your family the same too

  12. Ashwini CN says:

    Sigh! What could’ve been a fairy tale come true, but this is what reality has in store! Nicely written, Meha 🙂

  13. it is so sad..but harsh truth of our society. you had written it so wonderfully. wishing you a very happy new year and it is great to get connected with you, hoping to had a long and beautiful journey ahead.

  14. It’s a person we marry. Not the religion, colour or language. Wish people realised that. Such an unfortunate story for many. Great story, Meha!

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