Love is not that which professes passion from rooftops,
Love is not that which will claim to bring the moon and the stars.
Love is that which will hold your hand when even the light abandons you in shadow,
Love is that which will sacrifice its own today for your tomorrow.
“Meera,
phone for you! It’s Ranjith. Tell him that the groom and bride are not supposed
to talk before the wedding”, teased Sangeetha, my cousin, as she handed my
mobile to me.
“Hey
Ranjith, what’s up? Couldn’t you at least wait for few more hours? I know you
are such an impatient man”, I giggled as I inspected the intricate mehendi
design on my hand. Today was the day I was getting engaged to my sweetheart, my
love. I was on cloud nine. I waved distractedly towards Sunil, who was standing
with the flowers for decoration in his hands. I was elated that my friends and
my family had come down to celebrate the happy occasion with me.
“Hey
Meera, listen I have something important to tell you. Our family priest came
down today morning from Varanasi and he looked at our horoscopes”.
I
could hear the alarm bells ringing in my head. This did not sound good at all
but I did not respond.
“He
informed my parents that your horoscope is not favorable for our marriage. In
fact if we get married, then there is a possibility that I may die. My parents
are now opposed to this marriage, Meera.”
“What?
Are you joking? You cannot be serious”. I felt like I was in a bad nightmare
and anytime I would wake up now. But after a few dreadful, silent minutes I
realized that Ranjith was not joking.
“Ranjith,
what are you saying? Today is our engagement day! Can’t you convince your
parents? This horoscope thing is all hogwash. I mean who believes in this nonsense?”
I was on the verge of crying.
“My
parents do believe in it and I’m sorry I cannot go against my parents. They are
all I have. I’m extremely sorry Meera, but we have to cancel this engagement. I
hope you will forgive me”. As Ranjith dropped the call, I could feel the fat
tears flowing down my cheeks and mingling with the fresh mehendi on my hand.
Sunil
caught me in his arms just as I was about to fall down. ‘This cannot be
happening to me’, was the last thought I had as my mind blanked out and my body
fell limply against Sunil.
6 months later
As
I sat in the promenade overlooking the sea, the cool sea breeze fluttered my
hair and some stray strands brushed against my eyes. I pulled them back and
took a deep breath. More than 6 months had passed since that day when Ranjith
had called to break the devastating news. For the last few months my life had
come to a standstill. I did everything in my power to get Ranjith back. I
cried, blackmailed, begged him to take me back, but he remained adamant that
marrying me would bring adversity to him and his family.
Then
suddenly yesterday when I woke up I realized that he would never come back in
my life. Ranjith’s chapter was over in my life. And it felt great to accept the
bitter truth.
But
I couldn’t have accomplished it without the constant support of Sunil, my best
friend. He was there beside me when I cried. He was there when I threw things
around in anger. He was there when I wanted to speak to someone at 2AM in the morning.
“Hi”
said Sunil as he sat down beside me now. I had called him and told him the
happy news that I was finally finished mourning over Ranjith.
I
hugged Sunil warmly. I was thankful for his presence in my life because without
him I don’t know what I would have done.
We
were silent for a long time. We just sat there, holding hands, drowned in our
own thoughts.
“Will
you ever fall in love again?”, Sunil asked suddenly shattering my reverie of
random thoughts.
I looked at him but I was shocked to see that
he was crying. His eyes spoke of a hope, desperation, a longing that I was too
familiar with. It was the same hope that shined in my eyes
when I prayed to God to bring Ranjith back into my life.
I
did not speak and Sunil understood. I heard him sigh as he
stood up. As he was about to leave, I held his hand and stopped him.
“Yes,
I will love again but I need time. Time is the greatest healer of all”.
And
we knew that we would be all right. We headed back home, as the sun faded into
oblivion over the horizon.
Ahh...so it all happened fr the best :)
ReplyDeleteYes, it did happen for the best :)
DeleteAaaaahh - good for her!! Very captivating story, Prasanna! My god what a jerk that Ranjith,was... well . his loss. A typical example of a bad turning out to be the most wonderful thing that has happened to you! Happy for her and Sunil:-)
ReplyDeleteThanks Eli :) Yes, it was a blessing in disguise :)
DeleteSo happy that she let him go, at long last. And may she find true happiness at the end. Wonderful post for Love.
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Thanks Shailaja :)
DeleteLove this :D
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Thank you :)
Deletei wonder whether ranjith really loved her coz if he did, wud hejst let her go jst bcoz of superstitions widout evn putting up a fight! glad sunil was there for her!
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Thanks Swathi :) Loved what you wrote on your perception of Love :)
DeleteLoved your post.. nice story...Time for new beginnings
DeleteEverything happens for a reason and perhaps the best reason :)
ReplyDeleteL for loved-Random Thoughts Naba
That;s true :)
DeleteIt's really sad how some men lack the courage to go against parents and support such blind beliefs. As they say, whatever happens happens for our own best. Great story.
ReplyDeleteThank you Vishaal :)
DeleteMeera should thank Ranjith for showing his true colours well in time. 6 months of pain is much better than a lifetime of superstitious nonsense.
ReplyDeleteThat is very true. In fact Meera was lucky, there are many women who are stuck in bad marriages. Thank you for the comment.
Deletewhat a sweet and sad story with hope at the end where it should always be. :)
ReplyDeleteThank you Cecilia :)
DeleteLetting go is painful but always right!
ReplyDelete~S(t)ri
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Yes, she will be able to love again, and this time it will be love with eyes open wide - not really falling in love, but rising in love :) Well written story on love and friendship.
ReplyDeleteBeauty Interprets, Expresses, Manifests the Eternal
as long as its not a rebound love affair
ReplyDeleteLoved your story, it reminded me of the hindi movie i saw recently by name queen, of course your post ended on different note... enjoyed reading your post, thanks for sharing !
ReplyDeleteThat's a beautiful story. Glad that she let him go and was ready to enjoy the journey once again!
ReplyDeleteIf love makes you desperate....that is not love
ReplyDeleteHope she raises herself instead of looking for emotional support
time is the best healer indeed...
Good story Prasanna I enjoyed reading it :)
ReplyDeleteLovely story. Started by ending something and ended with a new start. I wish to read more.
ReplyDeleteThis just made me all warm and gooey. I love stories which have substance and talks about real people <3
ReplyDeleteYayyy glad it worked out in the end :) and also happy that she ended up with the right person :)
ReplyDeleteYES, I was very happy she let him go. I loved the opening prose. So beautiful
ReplyDeleteCarol @ Battered Hope
Such a lovely story....Loved it.
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