Tlut tlut.. There was a leak, just outside the window of her bed room. It was half past one in the night, and the sound kept her awake. She was not used to sleeping alone. Now, she didn’t have a choice. Hari had gone on a tour to India. They had been married for two years now. He was the ideal husband, who never drunk or smoked, who didn’t give second glances at women, well educated and very well employed. No kids for three years, they had decided. It was, her choice.
The sound again. She had to sleep. It was an important meeting at work place the next day. She popped up 2 sleeping pills and came back to bed. The more she tried to sleep, the more awake she felt. It was June 24. It was his birthday – Arun’s. Someone whom she wanted to live her life with, someone with whom she went around the trees. They fell in love during their third year of engineering. He surprised her often, and most importantly, charmed her. She was crazily in love. She remembered the last time he hugged her, before he went to U.S for his masters.
She fell asleep. It continued to leak the whole night.
good one
Good narration. But try to update it frequently
Keep going 
Good attempt.. Really.. But..
He was the ideal husband, who never drunk or smoked, who didn’t give second glances at women, well educated and very well employed.
Really?? Is that all there is to it?