I was born and brought up in Mumbai. I was quite happy with the way things were going on in my life when one fine day my cousin sent me a friend request on Facebook. I had not really been in touch with any of my distant cousins. When he sent me this friend request, I gathered some details about him. Once I got to know how we were related to each other, I accepted his request.

We soon started chatting over WhatsApp and progressed to talking over the phone continuously. He called me out of the blue to wish me on New Year's Eve. He was drunk but confessed saying that he had a crush on me. He then said that he had been thinking about me for several days and told me that he loved me.

I didn't trust him at that time. I said, "I am getting engaged soon. You are too late."

But we continued to talk for hours together every day. He then decided to meet me secretly after my office hours.

I too liked being in his company and knew that I had started developing feelings for him. But I was unable to tell him about it because I was going to get engaged soon.

By the time I got engaged, our chats had reduced drastically. But he called me after my engagement ceremony and said that he needed to meet me. He was totally drunk. But we met and I spent some time with him.

I realized that I was going to marry the wrong person.

But I still couldn't tell him how I felt about him. I made him realize that we had to part ways now. We chatted with each other once in a month or so now. And somehow we ended up meeting each other secretly again. A week before I was supposed to get married, he started saying that I still had time.

He said we could go somewhere, get married and live happily after that. I just laughed it off as a joke.

The day before I was supposed to get married he came over to my place and spent the night with me. He pleaded with me and asked me to come with him. But I didn't listen to him. I just brushed it off lightly. After I got married we stopped contacting each other. We did not exchange any messages or calls with each other.

I returned to my hometown for my cousin's wedding after a year. He had also come down for the wedding. We pretended to be casual friends after which I returned to my house. One day he called me at midnight and said that he still loved me.

I realized that actually I too was missing him. I was not very happy with my marriage.

So we started talking and chatting till late in the night. He would call me regularly. After a while, he had to shift to some other country. He promised to keep in touch with me and told me that he would never forget me.

I was not happy with my husband and felt happy when I shared my feelings with him. He too had always been open about his feelings with me. It was as if we were a happy secret couple.

But things started changing in our lives. He was in a new country now. He had stopped messaging and calling me. I would try to keep in touch with him but he would start yelling at me whenever I called him. But after every call, he would assure me that he would call me.

He asked me not to get possessive about him.

I shifted to my native place in Kerala after I got married. My husband and I are not too happy with each other. He is very bossy and thinks that I must always listen to him. He says I should not reply back to him. He treats me like a village girl and wants me to be like Sati Savitri. 

I don't know what to do now.

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