She was so excited since when she got H1B visa stamped. It was after a delay of 7 months. She had to leave for a new good in her life. She was full of life - more cheerful and joyful than ever . She was happy moving to United States of America . Her family was happy . She dreamed of living life of pleasure and freedom, of course before she gets married . She missed the freedom of wearing whatever she wanted . Her father did not say anything if she wore a skirt but the skirmish look on his face said it all. He loved him . He was regressive thinking person trying hard to portray himself as a progressive father . But this chance to move to US was like a blessing - to go to no social boundaries zone , to fulfil her dreams . It was a toast for her freedom. She was free to wear whatever she likes . She was feeling little naughty being a spinster.
Finally she landed in New York. She saw people leading a life as they want to . She got goose bumps imagining the same freedom for her .
It was over a month now she being in US. She enjoyed the freedom to full during this time. She wore shorts , skirts , skimpish dresses . She loved that nobody cared what she wears . There were no wild eyes chasing her body . She loved this . It was a lovely sunny day for going out .She was in deep thoughts sitting in her sexy shorts and spaghetti top watching statue of liberty from far. She was not blank but she was not moving . She was not blinking . Without taking her eyes off the statue , she slid one hand in her bag took out beautiful red colored dupatta(Indian Scarf) from her bag donned it over her head from center and revolved one end around her neck to go to her back from one of her shoulder. She blinked for the first time in last 10 minutes. There was a sweet smile of satisfaction on her face.
Finally she landed in New York. She saw people leading a life as they want to . She got goose bumps imagining the same freedom for her .
It was over a month now she being in US. She enjoyed the freedom to full during this time. She wore shorts , skirts , skimpish dresses . She loved that nobody cared what she wears . There were no wild eyes chasing her body . She loved this . It was a lovely sunny day for going out .She was in deep thoughts sitting in her sexy shorts and spaghetti top watching statue of liberty from far. She was not blank but she was not moving . She was not blinking . Without taking her eyes off the statue , she slid one hand in her bag took out beautiful red colored dupatta(Indian Scarf) from her bag donned it over her head from center and revolved one end around her neck to go to her back from one of her shoulder. She blinked for the first time in last 10 minutes. There was a sweet smile of satisfaction on her face.
