Pooja Desai

Home by evening. Free by afternoon. That is my life, and I have made peace with it. I am a Mumbai girl, born and raised. Married at twenty-two, mother by twenty-four, and somewhere along the way I realised that the woman I was before all of that still existed — she was just waiting for a few hours to herself. I am not going to dress this up in fancy words. I am a regular woman. I cook excellent dal chawal. I know every shortcut in Andheri. I wear cotton sarees more than designer ones, and I am perfectly fine with that. What I bring is warmth. Real warmth, not the performed kind. I listen. I care. I make you feel like you have come home to someone who is genuinely happy to see you. My availability is limited — school timings dictate my schedule, and I will not apologise for that. Afternoons are mine, and during those hours, I am entirely yours. I am discreet because I have to be, and I expect the same from you. If you are looking for a housewife companion who is honest, present, and real, I am here. No drama, no games. Just genuine company from a woman who knows exactly who she is.