love story

A love story that never was

It was the summer of 1965. A marriage back then was not a pompous affair but merely a ritual to bring home a girl and most often for the assistance and convenience of one’s parents. Theirs was NO different. Both my parents tied the knot without resistance, without enthusiasm. For Dad it was an order …

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