It was only when my husband passed away; I realized my life was totally entangled with that of his. Ours was a love marriage and so my in-law's and mother's home were just for name sake. Only my husband and my children were my own. When the children grew up, they got busy with their work and I was left alone again even though everyone was with me. I never expressed my sorrow when my children were around, as it is not in my nature to exhibit unhappiness. I didn't want my state of mind to affect my children's life in any way. And so I kept my sorrow to myself. Everyone who is born has to depart one day. Even though this may be true, the mind refuses to accept it when it actually happens.

In those days, Tarita would console me frequently and try to make me understand. `He was destined to live only for that much time. Instead of feeling sad about his passing away, it is best to recall the moments that were spent in his company. You will feel better. All your sorrow will vanish'.

When I looked back at how I had started my life with my husband, I felt that our journey was unique compared to those of others. That's when I decided I would pen down my memories.