Aparna came from a conservative household and was an extremely religious woman. She was one of those who preferred to save their maidenhood for the wedding night. She piously followed the tradition of Solah Somvar Vrat, one of the most fruitful fasts, as per Hindu mythology. If one observes this fast for 16 Mondays, the lord Shiva grants one a desired life partner.
Prashasti was a thirty-two-year-old woman; who got married at the age of thirty. She has been preparing for multiple government entrance exams since she had to quit her job as a tuition teacher. She had no students to teach as she now lives with her husband in another city. Her in-laws used to stay in the village, but that wasn't a relief for Prashasti. Her mother-in-law would call and talk with her every day, asking the same question, when was she going to stop preparing for the exams?
It had not been easy for Mandira Pathak to get back to normal life after that fateful night. She has always been a woman of strong character and it reflected in the way she had lived her life. She is 37 years old now and has lived independently without getting engaged to any man till date. She always maintained that she would be better off living life her way, instead of getting into any kind of obligations with any man.
Kabir was never interested in Vaishali's show. The clip from the TV show when Vaishali said she loved the guy in the picture was now circulating on social media. Kabir's friend Manish shared it with him.
Vaishali was a host of a reality TV show. She had been part of a few movies, web series, and TV shows. Her career had been stagnant for quite some years now. Vaishali got into the industry when she was twenty-nine years old, and now she is in her late forties.
I was thirteen years old when I created an Instagram account for my mother. Sometimes it's hard to believe how dumb our parents can be when it comes down to using new technologies. At that time, I had no idea where this little Instagram account would lead us to. Mother followed me the next day, but I didn't follow back. I was not interested in checking her pictures or stories at all.
I came back home from a friend's sister's wedding with a bottle of thumbs up. I don't drink often. But don't refrain on occasions either. It was one such occasion. I quaffed one-quarter of the bottle but still had another quarter to go. I mixed it with a cold drink and brought it home to consume it later that night when I got the chance.
Bhawna is a forty-seven-year-old woman. She runs a boutique and is a fashion designer. Her husband Pankaj is in the merchant navy; hence mostly spends his time on or around the sea. Pankaj and Bhawna met in Goa a long time ago when they were both out on a trip with their friends. They hit it off instantly and fell in love with each other. Bhawna was merely nineteen and in her second year of college. She was as fertile at that age as a female could get.
Mohini enters the bathroom for a shower, but that's when she remembers that she has to wash her hair. The old shampoo bottle was exhausted, so she had to go back to get the new bottle. She steps out of the bathroom and looks for the shampoo bottle around her bedside table. She found it in almost no time and, picks it up. She turned around to get back inside the bathroom. Before she could take another step, a muffled moan reverberates her eardrums.
