When the Universe Makes Your Choices

She sat down taking her book, trying to read. But the thoughts in the back of her mind were haunting her. Was she really a lesbian?

It all started when she joined swimming at the sports club near her house. It was all great initially. She had made few friends and they all came to swim together. The one girl she really liked out of all the girls was Sunaina. She had an innocent smile, straight jet black hair and a figure to die for. The two had hit it off instantly.

Both the girls liked each others company and soon they were spending nights at each others place. They almost did everything together. But she never knew that the good old days were going to end.

It was a rainy night when she was spending the night at Sunaina's place. It was thundering outside and Sunaina had lit some candles in the room to make it more romantic.

'I wish I had a boyfriend' she said feeling sad.

'Why?' Sunaina said, surprised at her friend's thinking.

'Its so romantic outside! I could go for a romantic drive with him, kiss him, cuddle with him' she sighed.

'Can't you do this with me?' Sunaina said, looking at her with her seductive eyes.

She was blank. She didn't know what to say. She liked Sunaina but her heart said it was something more. Her heart wanted to be more than friends with Sunaina.

Sunaina smiled and leaned in to kiss her. She kissed her back. She couldn't believe she had kissed a girl. And liked it.

For the next two days she didn't talk to Sunaina or anyone else, for that matter. She was confused. She had the feeling that things were not going to be fine now. If she told her parents, they would probably disown her.

She lived in a conservative family. She was scared now. What should she do?

She talked to Sunaina.

'Stop obsessing. Are you sure you are a lesbian? Because I am sure I am.' Sunaina asked her.

'Yes'

'Then why are you worrying? Just keep it a secret! Like me'

'But we have to tell them one day'

'Maybe. Maybe not. But why worry for the future when we can enjoy the present?'

They kissed. She smiled. She had finally accepted that she was a lesbian and it was normal.

The Unmarried Woman

I had noticed a woman at my workplace who used to smoke a lot. She was a good looking lady with curly hair, short height, and a great dressing sense. I always felt like talking to her, but never got the guts to actually do that.

Recently, I went to the backside of my office to have tea. I saw her sitting and smoking as usual. We both made eye contact and smiled. Good start. And then she introduced herself. He name was Himani. We both hit it off and got into talking.

I still was curious about her smoking and how she coped up with the society. So I asked her age. She said she was 40 years old. I couldn't believe it! She didn't look a day older than 25 and she was 40! She had really maintained herself.

Then came the most difficult question. I asked her if she was married. The answer was no. I was again amazed that how an Indian woman was unmarried at the age of 40.

I asked her the same. She said that her parents were fine with her decision. She further added that she didn't want to get married just for the heck of it. She wanted the right life partner and if she couldn't find one then it was totally fine with her.

I was amazed by her guts and her morals. I didn't think that she couldn't get married because she smoked. She had rules and morals that society couldn't change. I don't know if she would get married or not, but either ways she knew what she wanted in her life. We need such women in India for whom marriage is not the most important step of life.

Marriage is not an achievement. Many women in India get married but are not happy with it. Isn't it better to be happily unmarried?