My heart stopped beating with yours But I am taking each breath by your name….Time will come when we meet and rejoice again….Till then remember that I hold you close within my heart and there you will remain….Untill we meet again!!
Happy Karva Chauth my love ❤️
Today, India is celebrating a unique, beautiful tradition or say festival called “Karva Chauth”. And I would like to share today about how my love, my life and my wife Kusum aka Vibha aka Pari and I have seen this festival, our relationship with “Karva Chauth”.
For my friends and blog followers abroad, “Karva Chauth” is a festival celebrated especially in Northern India, where married women ‘fast’ (without even drinking water) from sunrise to moonrise for the safety and longevity of their husbands. Today, I am not going into discussion why women, why not men, or scientific logic of this (which seems not though)……but yes, it is about KarvaChauth, Kusum and I.
On Karva Chauth, there was always that amazing feeling of love in air. This actually used to start a day advance of KarvaChauth when Kusum (as per tradition) used to put Mehndi (Heena) on her hands. And then we used…
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