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Cherubs From Heaven



Whenever she thought about her impending marriage (to some guy she was yet to meet) she couldn’t but resist thinking what the guy would say about what she had planned about her children. She was sure no typical Indian male or his family would support her thoughts and dreams.  

She didn’t want children.

Well, it was not that simple either. Asha didn’t want biological children; but she would love to adopt. In fact her most cherished dream when she was still pursuing her graduation was that she would find a good job with a high profile newspaper and move on to adopt three children and settle down with them in a cozy home in the national capital. The dream was constantly eluding her and now it almost looked impossible to her. Her parents were pestering her relentlessly to settle down with a good guy who belonged to their religion and caste; she couldn’t oppose to her parents choosing a groom for her since she was not in any other relationship.

She wondered what would become of her dreams, hopes and ambitions; she remembered her friend Shreya who had to quit college because the grooms family did not like their bahu (daughter in law) to become a journalist and appear on newspapers or TV channels creating controversies. Would I too have to forgo my dreams, would I too be silenced forever, wondered Asha.


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Girls in India are caught in the drift when they reach a particular age. They suddenly face a dilemma as to what to focus on in their life, whether to make a career and ensure a living or to get married and secure their life. Girls who remain single after the so called marriageable age are frowned upon by the society and are considered a burden for their families.

Throughout the month of April, thanks to the AtoZ Challenge, I am trying to portray the life of Asha, a common Indian girl with dreams and aspirations. Everyday we focus on one alphabet starting from A on April 1st till Z on April 30th. Stick with me till the end of the journey and do tell me what you think of my writing and my Asha.



A - An Arranged Marriage
B - Bridal Dreams
C - Cherubs From Heaven
D - Rusty Dusty Delhi
E - Ernakulam 
F - Fretting Over F.R.I.E.N.D.S & Fiancé
G - Gratifying Rendezvous
H - Hospitality Crash Course
I - I Love You??!!
J - Journalism's Joy
K - Krishna
L - Love, Longing & Life
M - Milan - A Meeting
N- Noodles, Nimbu Paani & A Nice Guy
O - Online?
P - Phone Number
Q - Questions!
R - Risks
S - Some Soul Searching
T - Timeless Tableau, A Twist in The Tale
U - Union

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    1. Yes.. Lovely, I really hope her husband would help her fulfill this dream.
      Thanks for coming by, Lisa :)

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  2. A lovely dream indeed
    as well as a big hurdle
    well written
    thanks for your journey over to Lady's Knight

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    1. True, it is a bug hurdle indeed. Thanks for visiting and reading.
      Would love to have you over again :)

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  3. man or woman, husband or wife, everyone has dreams and ambitions that one nurtures and it has to be realistic and logical too...
    this dream, well, it s going over my head, maybe a sound reason for it will suffice ....

    hey well written by the way...

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    1. Maybe she has her own reasons :)
      Thanks for coming by and reading Deeps.
      Hope to see you again.

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  4. Dreams are personal and precious -- thanks for sharing your character's aspirations.

    Damyanti @Daily(w)rite
    Co-host, A to Z Challenge 2013

    Twitter: @AprilA2Z
    #atozchallenge


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  5. What an interesting post - I am looking forward to more of your story. Happy AtoZ month! -g-

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    1. Thank you so much G. Happy AtoZ month to you too :)

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  6. Stopped by after reading your comment and now following because I want to know more! Great writing!

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  7. Oh please no! Never give up one's dreams. : ) You're a beautiful writer.

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    1. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for all the lovely compliments

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  8. Wow, I want to know what happens next.? I hope she ends up happy.

    Nice to meet you on the A to Z blog!

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    1. I am sure she will be happy Wendy.. let's make sure she gets all the happiness she deserves :)
      Thank you for reading

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  9. Beautifully written, I'm going to enjoy your posts!

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  10. Hello! It's been fun going through your writeups. Took time and had good time reading about Asha's life. Got reminded of someone close. :)

    Keep it going!


    This is Karthik Margabandu. I am doing my second year B.Tech at Amrita vishwa Vidyapeetha, Coimbatore. I'm basically from Chennai though. :)

    Nice meeting you.

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    1. Thanks Karthik. I appreciate it that you took time to read through Asha's story :)

      Thanks again for the lovely compliments.

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  11. On the edge of my seat for the next installment - you have a great way of writing.

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    1. Thanks Candice.. I'm glad you like the way I write.
      Do come back again :)

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  12. I think the struggle of traditional vs. modern is protrayed very well in her thought process.

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