But that wasn't to be. She carried her purse to the washroom, it is still a taboo being seen with a sanitary napkin, isn't it, she thought. Her periods had started. No amounts or prayers and medicines had helped. She pinged him and told that her periods had started and he bravely told her to take care. He knew she'd cry and he had to keep her spirits high.
Been a while they'd been married now. Family and friends continuously enquired about the family being extended. They were ready to wait, may be another year. But then the unnecessary happened. She was diagnosed with poly cyst ovaries and the doctor said it might be difficult conceiving. All plans of onsite dreams and vacations were dropped and the focus shifted to doctors and medicines and having a baby. The pain that came along was not spoken, it was mutually understood between the two.
And yet another month passed...
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