(Photo Credit: Susan Spaulding)
‘Ooh let’s take a hot air balloon ride!’ Annu pulled her husband’s hand, the sharp edges of her red bangles dug through Shekhar’s arms.
‘I suffer from vertigo!’ Shekhar lowered his eyes in shame.
The radiant excitement on the face of his newly wedded bride faded into a gloomy sulk.
He didn’t blame her for not realizing that he simply couldn’t afford the ride. The glitz and glamour of Dubai might have led her to believe that her husband belonged to the well-to-do crowd that thronged its streets.
The first time he met her was at the marriage hall, ready to exchange vows. The marriage was arranged by their respective families who seemed to have conveniently hidden his profession when they told her that the groom worked in Dubai, the city of luxuries.
How could a girl from rural Punjab have known that she was marrying a cab driver, who’d shifted countries just for a little better pay?
‘I promise to make up for my lack of wealth by providing you with happiness, forever.’ He made a silent resolve, something that he adhered to for the next 50 years, even when there was no dearth of money in their lives.
~Word Count: 200 Words
Written as part of Sunday Photo Fiction. Write a story of around 200 words based on the photo prompt given (above). Hosted by Susan Spaulding. For more details visit HERE.
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