What Is Love And Marriage

What is – Love and
Marriage???


Something that all need to know about, I found
it good that's why sharing
it with all of you.


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ahead!!!


Love, Marriage


It was quarter to one at night when I hit the
door bell. My wife opened the
door. She had been awake as usual. Waiting for me
had become a daily
routine for her. Unlike I expected, the house
looked normal. I put my
laptop on the recliner and went straight into my
bedroom, freshened up and
got busy with the book - "An autobiography of a
yogi."

My wife came in with a piece of cake in her hand.
"We waited for you till
9. But it was getting late and your parents
pushed to carry on and finish",
she said handing over that cake to me. Something
stung me deeply for it was
my daughter's first birthday. I had almost
forgotten that I had a daughter
and a feeling of guilt told me that I did not
deserve that piece of cake;
it felt heavy when the first bite went down my
throat.

"Karthik," she used to call me by name, "look at
me", she said. I turned my
gaze away from the book onto her face. I saw
tears in her eyes. "Have I, in
the last two years, ever asked you why you come
home late every day? Have I
ever asked you to take me out with you, even to
the temple that you go
alone every weekend? Have I ever told you how it
feels to attend family
functions without you?" I turned back to the
book. "Karthik, please look at
me, will you? I need an answer today."

I always knew that I would have to face this
sometime. "No, you wouldn't
understand even if I tell", I replied. "Really?
What is it? Please tell me.
I know that you agreed to our marriage only
because you did not want to
disappoint your parents. I know that I'm your
wife only for the sake of it.
But why should Gaargi suffer because of all this?
Doesn't she deserve to be
called your daughter? What is her fault?" my wife
asked with tears running
down. She had never cried in front of me. I
looked at my one year old
daughter; Gaargi was special to me, for her name
reminded me of a very
special person in my life.

"Srishti, I am really very sorry. I don't know
how to tell all this and I'm
not sure how you'll take it. You are not my first
love. I had never liked
any girl in my life until I met a very nice
person who, I decided, would
not only be my first love but also the only love
in my entire life", my
eyes started to fill up, "I can never imagine my
life without…" "Your
mother told me. I know everything but I wanted
you to tell", she
interrupted. I wasn't surprised; two years is a
very long time for a secret
to be kept in a family. It looked like she wanted
me to somehow raise this
and then she started.

"Karthik, have I ever made you feel that I had
been betrayed by someone who
I thought would be the only person in my life?"
Her question confused me
for a moment, 'Is she talking about me?' I asked
myself. "He, not you, was
the first man in my life and I too had dreamt
that he will be the only one
ever. But our relationship collapsed after 5
months of our engagement when
I came to know that he was already married. My
parents were more than
broken when they found this out, for they were
the ones who had found this
person through some marriage bureau. I went into
depression and had
attempted suicide twice, but somehow survived.
See, even God does not want
me. So I decided to live on as life takes me,
although I knew that I will
not be able to forget any bit of it."

It took some time for all this to sink in. I was
perplexed.

"Karthik, I know that you too had given all the
love of your life to her. I
also know that she never reciprocated your love
and that she was never
ready to accept you as her man even though you
were ready to sacrifice
yourself for her. But don't you think it should
always flow both ways?
Don't you think that it is not worth crying over
someone who cannot feel
your love? Is it fair on your part to ignore
someone who is craving for
your love and actually deserves it? Look into my
eyes. Don't you see
anything which suggests that I deserve to be
loved by you? I know Karthik,
I know that there's some space in your heart that
has been made for me. I
can see it in your eyes too. When I look into
them I do not feel sad that
there's a lot of pain in it. Instead I see that
part of it which tells me
that I'm not completely unwanted. So I ask you
the same thing that you had
asked her, 'Please give me a chance'. Don't tell
me that you cannot love me
even a little. I know you do and Gaargi is the
proof."

I could not speak more. Srishti too could not.
She rested her head on my
shoulder. For the first time I kissed on her
forehead.


I guess that is what one has to learn. First
love is very special. It is
something to be remembered for a lifetime but
not something for which an
entire life can be wasted in
grieving over it.

BROUGHT TO U BY SUNKAN

I agree. Many waste their life comparing the new likes with the first love. Life is not be wasted on such issues. We have to move on. It hurts but be assured not forever................................

Accept and move on that's how life is

Nice one, sunkan.

good post.

Good one!!!!

Very nicely narrated. Even if we are not loved by someone, our life keeps moving on......