Monday, September 17, 2012

Why is it hard to let go? : My entry for the Get Published contest

There was once a boy wandering randomly, with no significant milestones to swank in his life. No goal to achieve, no destination to reach. Then one day he saw a beautiful girl, the perfect angelic face with a perfect hour-glass body. He felt someone had carved a marble statue and then magically breathed life into it. How can someone be so beautiful that it almost took away the breath of the person watching? 

He wanted to know her; he obsessed over her incessantly. He tried to display his affection and care towards her, but he was cautious not to mirror his actual feelings, lest she be scared of his advances. He didn’t want to lose her at any cost. Slowly he gained her trust, became her close friend. Whenever she wanted a shoulder to cry on, he was there. Whenever she wanted company to go shopping, he was there. Whenever she was confused and wanted advice, he was there. He became an indispensable part of her life.

The girl, like all girls, felt flattered by his attention and the care that he showered upon her. Maybe she was naïve, maybe she had a tad cunning side to her, but she failed to see what people around her were clearly obvious to. She never realized that the guy was actually in love with her. The guy was happy to be her friend, to spend so much time with her. He was sure that the girl was also falling in love with him. How could she not be in love with him? She spent most of her waking hours with him and even when she went home, she talked to him over the phone or chatted with him on gtalk. How could she not be in love with him?

But one day the world around the guy shattered. The girl came to him with one of her problems. She had a fight with her boyfriend and he was giving her the cold shoulder. He was avoiding her phone calls and he had blocked her on chat. The guy was devastated to know that the girl was already in love with someone else. The girl was sobbing and blabbering about how the two were in love for the past 6 years.  It was clear that the girl was completely in love with her boyfriend, this was no infatuation or crush that would fizzle out in few years.

That day the guy took to the bottle for the first time. He drank so much liquor that all his senses went numb, but still his heart pined for her. He resolved to forget her, to wipe away her memories and begin afresh. But she had become an addiction to him, the more he wanted to get away from her, the more he got close to her. 

As Mark Twain rightly said “There is a charm about the forbidden that makes it unspeakably desirable”, the guy’s desire to get the girl intensified. He wanted her in his life and he would win her by all means. All is fair in love and war and, this was his war for his love. He got to know her boyfriend, observed him closely and evaluated him, mentally listed out all his negatives, and to his luck they were quite a few. Slowly he poisoned the girl’s mind against her lover. He brainwashed her against him, but mind you, our guy was as cunning as a fox. He did this subtly, all in the disguise of his concern towards her.

The relationship between the girl and her boyfriend became strained and sour. They were on the verge of break-up, but the guy was thrilled, after all his master-plan went successful. 

If my love is not reciprocated I would be hurt, I would be devastated. But would I go to extreme measures as the guy in the story did? No, I don’t think so. I would have preferred to let go of the person. 

‘If I can’t have him in my life, I will not allow for anyone else to occupy my space in his life’- I cannot think in this manner. 

All is fair in love and war, but was this fair, just? Did the guy in the story deserve the girl in the end? Is love all about possession? Is it possible to love a person even if the person is no longer in your life? Why is it so difficult to let go of someone we love?

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This is my entry for the HarperCollins–IndiBlogger Get Published contest, which is run with inputs from Yashodhara Lal and HarperCollins India


  1. Interesting post.. And yeah, everyone can relate this story some or the other way, may be to themselves or with someone they know...

    It makes me wonder, whether 'everything' is really fair - in love & war.. Perhaps, there is a limit for everything.. may be not everything is fair in love & war...

    Nice post prasanna ma'am.

  2. I was disgusted with this guy and can't help thinking it was the power of your pen. Would love to find out more. A "like" for your idea.

  3. @Sunil: Thanks, "everything is fair in love and war" is a very relative statement. What's fair and just to me may not be the same to another person.

    @Kay: Thanks a ton for the like :)

  4. lovd it..i cant wait to read the whole of it!! here's mine nothing in front of what u hav written but still !! just wanted an opinion AND A VOTE OF COURSE ..:)

  5. Nice Story...hope to see it published
    please have a look at my story "Sound of Love" set in Pondicherry during Tsunami disaster between a young French Girl and an Indian deaf and dumb fisherman.
    Please Vote for me if you like the story !

  6. hi prasanna,

    i loved ur story for its theme and the way u presented it. I liked it

    Please read mine as well.

    thank u