second chance

All Jahnavi needed was love.All jahnavi wanted was love.All she was ever denied was love.
She was a daughter in a household full of daughters.Unfortunately she was a daughter in a household which had far too many daughters too appreciate any ,and far too fed up of them to love them.
Her parents did their duty by her.They provided for her , ensured she was well-fed,well-clothed and received a good education ,a good dowry and a good husband ...and that too in this very order.They could not do more.
It was her desire for something more that hurt her constantly.Her husband was a nice man who did his duty by her.He provided for her ,ensured she was well looked after.He could not do more.He wasn't capable of offering more.She was growing quieter and sadder by the day,by the hour ,by the minute.She knew not why.
The marriage fell into discord and dissatisfaction.
There was a mutual growing away.The husband took it as a routine matter,the wife broke her already fragile heart over this.
At this point in her life when she was gaining momentum rolling downhill to an imminent crash,She was halted in her tracks by someone who cared..
She met a man.He loved her.He wanted her.He suffered when she suffered.He would walk a thousand miles to put a smile on her face.Jahnavi was loved....for the very first time in her life she was loved passionately,fiercely and the way she knew that she deserved to be loved..in her heart of hearts.
A decision awaited her.It weighed on her heart, on her mind and her soul.It weighed on her conscience..Her parents would never forgive her bringing the scandal of a divorce to their neat life.Their love she had never known but now she would forfeit her right to their concern too.She was scared , afraid and frightened.
However she knew all this.But she knew one thing more.
She knew that this man was her only chance at life , his love was the only path to her destiny.
Jahnavi would move out of her arid desert of a life to a fulfilling love...