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The internal conflict leads the central female character in a roller-coaster ride into her past when she came in contact with Aditya through a wrong phone call. Being a middle-class girl, she couldnt fly in the teeth of moral scruples imposed by society, of course. The reminiscences take her to the various ordeals underwent by her as a girl from the typical Punjabi background who aspired to marry a Baniya guy. Moreover, she was Papas good girl. How could she say she loves a guy other than the one chosen by him?Find out the role played by destiny to bind the sweethearts into wedlock.Wait . . .Does it really work for long?Does the lovers actually live happy ever after? The story tells about Mansi who, amidst the untold joys of her wedded life, feels forlorn. She has a loving husband she yearned and fought for. What then causes her many sleepless nights? The bubble of life may vanish any day. Why not leave a footprint on the intellectual world? She is torn between her liabilities as a mother and wife on one hand and her thirst for self-realization on the other. Should she sacrifice her quest for self-identity at the altar of nuptial happiness?Will the soul mates be reevaluating their special relationship or drift apart due to their separate sets of egos? A question faced by innumerable couples in the turbulent urban life . . .

Trisha knows she isnt a kid anymore. Maybe she isnt exactly an adult woman yet but she is really ready to move on. She often worries that she isnt getting breasts like most of her friends. She is worried lest she should be the first one in the whole class to get periods or maybe the last one orwhat if she got her first period right in the middle of the class and bleed right through her pants and everyone saw itwhat if her pad someday fell out of her bag? OMG! This was the day. Mom, what if I get it in the class? she had expressed her deep most concern to her Mum one day. If you get cramps in the class, tell the teacher you have a headache and ask to go to the nurses office. And what am I to tell the nurse? Trisha had asked foolishly. Tell the nurse the truth of-course, but you dont have to announce to the whole class that you have menstrual cramps. Periods. Acne. Body-odour. Unwanted hair. Andmuch more. Those are the biggies every girl in the class is wondering about.Learn more about this book at:www.firefliesmk.com

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