Superior Punjabans: a lift and carry story
I fell in love, dated, and eventually married this girl: Sweety ; that’s what she went by . Her name was Simran Kaur. Her beauty was ethereal. Her family comes from a region in north India called Punjab. As a white man living in Canada, I was no stranger to her people. I didn’t know too much about it. She was sensitive and sweet. She had ridonculous body and I was always in awe of her. She was a yoga instructor on the side and kept really fit. She smiled , danced, and never failed to charm me or anyone. My family loves her . She’s intelligent and kind as well. Covid restrictions were lifted and we made plans to travel again. I had never gone to Punjab and since 4 years , she had not visited India either. Us covid couples had some catching up to do. We flew to Delhi and got in a car towards Punjab. I liked the change in scenery. I was excited to explore her vibrant culture. Agriculture lands on the way made me fall asleep. When I woke up, we were there. A giant palatial house...