Mukta

Innaya Kapoor, granddaughter of late Mr. Viraj Kapoor agrees to disagree with the concept of love. So obviously, marriage is off limit, driven by her own experiences of relationships.

Worried for his granddaughter, Mr. Kapoor before passing away, chooses an alliance for her, she is unaware of. Six months past his demise, the chosen groom's arrival comes as a shock to clueless Innaya.

Torn between her Grandpa's last wish and her own fears, Innaya decides to take a leap of faith after meeting her chosen husband.

Innaya knows the scars of past she carries are enough to destroy her present if she gave in. 

She enters into her marital life, not prepared for having her husband to become her own vulnerary, ready with an armor of love for breaking down the walls of her past. The only thing she did not realize that everyone has their secrets and he had his own too.

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This story revolves around the mental health issue PTSD. 

NOTE - It may be an Indian story but there is nothing in it, that the non-Indian readers won't understand. So, my dear non-Indian readers, give it a try! 

It won't disappoint you :)

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My Vulnerary Husband- our journey towards love

The next morning was one of the sweetest mornings of my life. After the painfully exhausting two months that fell among the most nightmarish months in my life, I had finally got this blissful time with Innaya... these blissful moments with Innaya and I couldn't be more grateful to god for the same.

In those two months, I had almost lost the hope to be with her again. Scratch that - not almost - I had entirely lost the hope to even see her let aside having her sleeping peacefully beside me. The more I tried forgetting those months and getting over things, the more those thoughts came running to haunt me.

If I were to write a book on our life together, the readers would get bored, and throw rotten tomatoes at me for saying the same thing for the annoying several times, but I couldn't help it.

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