As I walked My Daughter Down the Aisle

  Today was probably the happiest day of my life. My daughter, the apple of my eyes, was finally tying knot with someone she loved dearly. I being a single mother judged myself at every stage, just like I was judging myself today. Have I taken the right decision by trusting her choice? Will he keep her happy? Will she be able to adjust in the new set up? The questions kept taking twirls in my head. Ria could gauge it. “What happened Mumma? Whats bothering you so much?” I looked at my daughter. She looked so pretty in this red lehenga. She had got it stitched using my wedding lehenga, she wanted to do it for the emotional value it had. She looked just so elegant and beautiful dressed up as a bride. I just kept looking at her with my eyes all moist.   I kept quiet for sometime, and then spoke… “Ria you always wanted to know why I separated from your Dad, right?” “Yes Mumma, I really did, but only if you are comfortable”, she answered. I said, “Ria, your father and I separate...