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Saturday, August 2, 2014

Prequel to 'Profound Wreckage of Love'

If you have not read my older story I suggest you read it first (Link http://www.mylinesforyou.com/2010/09/profound-wreckage-of-love.html ). This story is told in the girl's voice of that previous story. This has the answer as to what made her take such a drastic step in her life.

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I am Ayana who is doing MBA and stay in paying guest facility. These few days life has not been fair to me. I am suffocated by my own bad thoughts. It feels as if I am being crushed by the same walls that were built to protect me. I guess some people come into my life just to teach me how to live without them. I just took a bunch of sleep inducing pills which doctor prescribed for my dad who has insomnia. Before I go into permanent sleep, I want to pour my heart out into the paper so that other people can read the story of a small part of my life and do not repeat mistakes I did.

I am blessed with supportive parents, loving brother and lots of good people who care for me a lot. I want to mention some people separately as each one of them deserve it. There is Yaksh, the love of my life whom I loved for more than 7 years. Prakash, the online friend whom I meet often, who makes me laugh with his silly talks. Rakshit, the guy who loves me, proposed me and I partially agreed.

Let me begin from the good part. It was the part when I met Yaksh. He was my distant cousin. I had seen him in some functions before, but he never talked to me. One fine day he walked up to me and talked to me. He said he had a crush on me. He was cute actually. I had observed him several and I also had a crush. We exchanged phone numbers which lead to texts and calls. We used to talk late nights. He used to make me feel happy and secure. I started meeting him after my classes. After several such meetings he proposed me and I said I needed some time to think about it. I accepted it after considering for a day or so. Later I came to know he had cut his tiny finger just because I had not accepted him as soon as he proposed to me. He has already thought I am his property. After we got into relationship his possessiveness increased a lot (Which I liked very much). Whenever I met him, he used to check my cellphone and ask about every call I got. He use enquire about every contact number I stored in my cellphone. It felt good being under his control. My parents and brother also liked him very much. He used to come my house to meet them and of course me. My dad firmly believed if there is one guy who can take care of his daughter well then it would be Yaksh. Trouble in my paradise arose when he took me to his house. He had only his mother as his father had expired due to over consumption of alcohol. Though his mother liked me as a person, but she did not approve me as her son's wife. She felt I was not good enough for him. I did not really think it would affect my relationship with Yaksh as I thought he will change his mother's mind someday. Yaksh took his mother's side. He broke up on his mother's saying. He used harsh words like bitch, f*** off etc on. I got hurt very bad. I went into depression. My friends and brother helped me cope with it.

4 years passed lamenting on the break up. I still loved him as much as I loved before. Yaksh had stopped talking to me. To pass my time I started going to random dating websites. In one such site I got Prakash. He was charming guy who always tried making me smile by saying silly stuffs though it made him look foolish. Chatting soon escalated to talks which in term made me meet him. I used to meet him in alternative days. He was really talkative and showed some romantic interest in me. He said he has feelings for me, but I refused, saying he was too old for me. Even our caste did not match (a big criteria in my house). We still were best friends. I really enjoyed my time with Prakash. He usually hugged me whenever we met and it felt good. One day Prakash took me to his office and proposed his love in front of everyone. I was quite taken aback. I rejected once again. After this incident, he did not meet for some days. I had got this weird wish to drink alcohol. Hence the next time Prakash called me, I told this to him. He offered his assistance to make it come true. So we decided a date and time. As I had classes in the day time I thought I can drink in the evening in Prakash's place. As he said it will take time I agreed to his proposal of staying at his place that night after the drink because my PG would be closed by 10. When the day came I informed this to my roommate and she suggested she could open the PG gate late night if I want to come back. Hence I called Prakash and informed I would not be staying at his place all night as I can go back. Out of nowhere he go angry and retorted that if I do not want to do drink I can tell directly. My temper also rose as I had just said I would not stay all night at his place. I started doubting his intentions. I cancelled the plan altogether. The next day he called and apologized for his behaviour. He said he wants to make up for his mistake. Hence I met him and we went out to a restaurant. It was fun that day. Few days later he gave a shocking news that he will be getting married in 6 months. I do not know why, but I was in tears hearing the news. I could not control my tears. I knew I did not love him still it effected me. After this news nothing was as usual and finally he stopped talking when he got engaged to a girl she did not like it.

While so many things were happening in my life regarding Prakash, Rakshith entered into my life. He was the classmate of a friend of mine who stayed in the same PG as mine. I met him once as my friend had dragged me along with her to meet him. He was a silent guy who kept for himself. After the meeting he got my profile online and we started talking. This was all while I was still meeting Prakash. I found him like a good person while he chatted. One day he said he likes chatting with me. I asked some cross questions and his answer was not satisfactory. Later he said he fell in love with me. I considered his proposal as he was of the same caste and his age was near to mine. I told him that I still had feelings for Yaksh and I might talk about him. I also told him I might cry talking about Yaksh. Rakshit said it was ok with him and he will help get over Yaksh. I also said I want him to propose me in real life not just in chat. He agreed and later he did that while I met him. We started going out for a while and I felt I still did not have that feeling like I had for Yaksh. Whatever he did, I compared to what Yaksh did automatically without my knowledge. It hurt Rakshith. Rakshith was quite the opposite of Yaksh. Rakshith was not possessive at all. He used to leave me free and let me do what I wanted unlike Yaksh. This felt weird. I felt the longing to get controlled by someone. When I said this to Rakshith he said he would not do it as it is against his principles. He said he likes giving me freedom. According to him being able to do what one wanted would make one happy. I had told him about Prakash. Rakshith said a strict no to hugging Prakash whenever we met. I fought with him and said he was just a friend. In the end he agreed to that. Rakshith had got freaked out when I said about my alcohol drinking idea to him. He said I should not do it at any cost as he does not trust Prakash. I questioned his trust on me and defeated him in the argument. When the plan got cancelled Rakshith was the happiest guy! Rakshith somehow influence my thinking and I had started to think less about Yaksh.

I was summoned to my native as there was a marriage function. Yaksh had also come coincidentally as he also a relative. It was a long time since I had seen him. As I was a close relative of the bride I had lots of work to do. At the end of the day I was fully tired. When I got a few moments of free time I went to take some rest in a room. I did not see Yaksh following me. He closed the door, pulled me beside him and kissed me on my lips. It was my first kiss. Yaksh had not kissed me on my lips though we were going out and Rakshith had not done it for some reason I do not know. The kiss was magical. I loved it. While I came to my senses, I realised Yaksh's hand were crawling up from my waist. I quickly pulled away from his grasp. Yaksh started babling he wanted me back in his life and he had made a big mistake of leaving me last time. My heart melted. I wanted to say yes, but I did not tell anything. I just walked out of the room. After I came back, I told the entire incident to Rakshith. He was badly hurt. He asked whether I would go back to Yaksh and I answered that I did not know what to do. I told Rakshith to find some other girl as I was not fit to be his girl. Rakshith refused even after my repeated attempts. He said he would wait for him his whole life if that was what needed to make me his completely. After seeing his intensity I said I will reject his request. After this incident relationship between Rakshith and I drifted a bit apart. My thoughts about Yaksh returned. I started to meet Yaksh again. I even went to his place couple of times. Yaksh took me shopping too. I remembered all the old stuffs. I was happy he was back in my life. I mentioned all this to Rakshith too, as not telling him would be cheating. Though he felt bad he had no choice as he wanted my happiness more than his.

Then came a day when I had to go back to my native for a week. Rakshith had got stuck with his office work, hence he had not contacted me for some days. I got angry because I felt he was not giving me enough time. I asked him later, why is he doing that and he said he was busy with office work. I later broke up with Rakshith. I do not know how Rakshith felt, but he did not even as why am I doing it. He just stopped talking to me. After some days I see that Rakshith has blocked me from all social networking platforms. I ignored him too. Then Yaksh gave the biggest shock of my life. I wanted to talk to Yaksh hence I casually called to his cellphone. I was surprised when his mother picked up my call. I said I wanted to talk to Yaksh. She said I cannot talk to him as he had got engaged to another girl. She also said I had to stop going back to him and never again contact him at any cost. I was so angry and humiliated. I said I was not going back to Yaksh, but he only came back of me. His mother did not listen to me and kept on repeating not to contact him. I disconnected the call. I sat and started weeping. How could Yaksh do this to me the second time? Was I so bad? Yes. Maybe I am not fit to be his wife and that is why his mother did not accept. I felt so bad about myself. I called my brother and told everything. In a few minutes he came with some doughnuts to console me. He left later when he felt I was alright. I went mad after Yaksh left. I started watching romantic movies, sit alone crying and remembering all the good memories I had with Yaksh.

After a few days I tried contacting Rakshith in several ways and one of them was successful. I asked him the reason for blocking me and he said I had blocked him in a website hence he blocked everywhere else. I defended myself saying that I had deactivated my account as I wanted to be alone. I told him what Yaksh had done. He also felt very sad for me. He said he always loved me and still wanted me back in his life. I said I could not do it as I am not a good girl for you. I said Rakshith he would find a better girl than me. Rakshith was still fixated on me. He said he did not want better a girl. He wanted me. He had become adamant. I felt even worse about myself. I ruined Rakshith's life too. He wants me, but I want Yaksh. I cannot forget Yaksh. Rakshith says he will wait for me. I force him to date another girl, but he does not. I feel sad for him too. I cannot go back to him. How can I? I left him once for Yaksh. Now that Yaksh left me for the second time, I cannot face Rakshith. I cannot play with his life. I do not want to cheat him like the way I did the first time. 

Now that I took sleeping pills, I am walking on the road. Let the pills do its affect make me free from these sad thoughts. I want this to end.

Here comes a bus. I am getting into it. I see an empty seat and I take it. I guess pills have started affecting me. I am feeling too sleepy. I rest my head on the grill of the seat and close my eyes.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Profound Wreckage of Love!

“Man, you’ve good academic record, good paycheck, rich and happy family. What more you need?” asks my friend every time I sit alone brooding in some place. Each time I had that same single reason which he thought to be too trivial to take into consideration. I wished him goodbye and returned to my place as I had to pack my things for my journey. With a large backpack I started towards the bus stand for a long journey to my native.
I got into a random bus which would take me to my destination as I had forgotten to book my seat in advance. I found myself staring at every girl that passed by me which made me feel so embarrassed of myself. Quickly I tried smothering that thought which instead of leaving me alone, haunted me more. Anyway the bus was on its way making its routine stops at every nook and corner of my city. I sat there alone in my seat of the row with eyes closed trying not to think anything. It did not work. Maybe texting my friend would help I thought and did so. I got no reply from. Irritated I tried calling him. But he was busy calling his girlfriend. Damn! I thought. It is not that time my best friend was not available due to some girl. I still remember those envious days I spent with him while he was flirting with some gal. I hate those moments when I felt I achieved nothing in my life as I had no girl! Uncontrollable thoughts brushed my mind which shouted “Oh God! Drop a girl for me” with closed eyes and a sigh. As if God answered my prayer there was a girl sitting beside me. Just a single look was enough for me to consider her to be an angel! Without my own knowledge my heart started beating faster. I was really nervous at the time as no hauntingly beautiful girl such as her had sat next to me in my entire life. At this time I remembered the time I talked to a girl for the first time.
I always have been timid in my entire life in girls’ matter. Knowing that weakness my friends had one day forced me to speak to some girl in my class. Walking towards her made my legs shake and I was sweating furiously. I rehearsed my catch phrase repeatedly though it was just a simple ‘Hi’. At last I said “Hi” to her with a shaky voice. Her pleasant reply made me think girls are not some extraordinary creatures after all!
Coming back from my flashback I found the girl looking out from the window opposite to me. I could not help staring at her and examining it with excitement. She was a girl with sharp crisp features to which I was attracted instantly. She is the most beautiful girl on earth I thought. She was as perfect as a sculpture which was carefully sculpted by a sculptor! I noticed her fair arms and ample breasts. While I feasting my eyes with her beauty she started to turn her head towards me which made me lower my eyes and fake a shoulder scratch. I felt the cool breeze of the night and turned around to my window. My mind was racing and full of unusual thoughts. My mind which was once a pond disturbed by a stone had now become a ocean disturbed by tsunami! I could not get the girl sitting beside out of my mind. So I decided to speak something. I thought of using my usual pickup line ‘hi’. But this time it did not work out quite well as I ended up babling something which she could not understand. She just said “Did you say something?” for which I answered “Nothing!”. Like this I missed my first chance of speaking to her. At this time another incident flashed in my mind.
It was the time when my best friend betrayed me. He did not actually betray me because having a girlfriend does not mean betraying someone. I felt betrayed because everytime I was around he would flirt with her. He was doing it on purpose just to make me envy him or maybe its just in my mind I think. I could not tolertate him enjoying the company of his girl. Once I had wished the girl leave him and come to me! As that thought came so the thought vanished, so fast! Hell I was desperate for a girl.
Now the girl beside was sleepy. I could see she was dizzy. My mind shouted ‘Do something.. SPEAK NOW!!!. If she sleeps then its over. You can do nothing later’. Though I opened my dry mouth no words came out of it. At last she was asleep with her head resting on the grill which was in front of her seat. I am a pathetic human being I thought. All I wanted was a beautiful girl and the universe gave it to me I was afraid to make a move. I hope universe gave me another chance. As if the bus driver heard me he stopped the bus suddenly causing the girl’s head rest on my shoulder due to inertia. “Wow!This is new!” I thought. Never in my life had a girl slept on my shoulder. From some other of my mind a voice said “Don’t get too excited fella! She still doesn’t know she is sleeping on your shoulder. Don’t be too happy cause she might take her head off you when she finds it out!”. This thought made me whisper “Damn!”. As if she heard me she lifted her head a bit, mumbled and went back to her sleep on my shoulder. “That answers it.” I thought. She knows she is resting her head on my shoulder and she likes it! Maybe she likes me or atleast my shoulder. I was happy that atleast I got some girl who likes me. Feeling a bit courageous I looked at her beautiful face with rightly placed eyebrows, slender nose and peacefully closed eyes. Her long black hairs touched my neck giving me a tingling sensation. I felt her warm arms touch mine. Goosebumps were all over me. Her deep-necked T-shirt displayed ample amount of fair cleavage.I could not resist having a brief look at it while she breathed. I thought of stroking her hair but decided not to. Her hair smelled some familiar shampoo which I liked instantly. She also smelled really good. I love her I thought. It might seem foolish to love someone just by looking at them and not knowing anything about them. But in this situation I felt right. I even knew that she would feel the same way about me. I was careful enough not to move lest her sleep would be disturbed. I liked watching her sleep, so calm without any thought about the world around her. She seemed like an angel who had nothing to worry. I wished I could enter her peaceful world where we could live happily forever being just us! These all thoughts built up the confidence in me to speak my mind when she gets up. I wanted to tell how I felt about her and was eager to find out her reaction about all this. I even thought how it would be to make love to her with all the passion and sexual tension building up. Mere of thought of that made me sexually eroused. I struggled to let go of obscene pictures that crossed my mind when the topic sex came up. I realised that however strong a man loves his girl he is not devoid of the thought of having sex with her. I think its imprinted in their genes. I felt the urge to please her in every way possible. I wanted to give her everything she wanted and she has dreamed of. She should feel lucky to have me and would never leave me. I would be anything for her from a king to her slave if she wanted me to be. That would be my commitment. I even imagined what kind of wedding ring I would gift her! I also decided a place for our honeymoon.  Its too much to think of wedding with the girl whose name I did not know I thought. Anyway I liked the thought of being with her forever. Again I looked at her serene face for acceptance of my thoughts. I thought even she would like it if I told what all I thought about us. Thinking of all these possibilities I drifted into sound dreamless sleep.
The stopping of my bus in the morning woke me up. Surprisingly she was still asleep on my shoulder. It was a surprise because usually women are more sensitive to changing environment than men and according to this theory she should have been up by now. As my destination had arrived I decided to wake her up. I tried it but she never got up. Her hands were strangely cold. By then many people had surrounded and we all knew what a cold, unmoving body means. My head was empty. I just walked by all the people who were staring at the body silently as if the whole world had become still!