My wife, Usha was about 27 years old. She came from a very conservative family background and she used to stay very careful. She was of a typical Indian figure. Not too fat, not too thin. Her body had developed to be curvaceous when she turned 25 and we used to have great sex life. She used to take care of all the household chores. She never ever came late from the kitchen and she was very dutiful towards me.

One day she was on a call with her father. I heard her asking her father to send her younger sister to our place in Delhi as she was about to complete her 12th and had no future prospects there in their village. I saw some happiness in her voice and I came to know that Usha had a younger sister