My journey of becoming my husband’s better half…From buying boxer briefs online to eating on his plate
Cotton Boxer Briefs Arranged marriage, though today’s Millennial generation avoids this term like plague, for me, a 28-year-old working professional, marriage was synonymous with an arranged marriage. I was my daddy’s little princess for as long as I can remember but I was never an ungrateful brat. I know what was expected of me as an ideal daughter and so I considered it my destiny. I never had any boyfriends (yes, it does sound unbelievable) because I was always so sure of loving the man my father picked for me. After all, everything he chose for me was perfect, why wouldn’t a husband be? As you might have guessed I married Armaan Mallik (a boy my father chose for me) after a few meetings and Skype calls and had no idea what to do next. Though we hit it off from the start and became friends before lovers, I was still shy of intruding into his space. I carefully set my clothes in the wardrobe space he decided for me and never even opened his cupboard when he wasn’t in the roo...