As she
scrolls down the News Feed page of Face book on her laptop, Dema comes across a photo of her friend
at the intermediate school with her lovely husband married recently in their
best attire with Khadars (white
scarf) all around their shoulders. “Oh! Perfect matching” envies Dema. She pictures
herself into that frame but sees a big shadow, she sees the pain instead, a big
doubt, because she knows in her own sense that her future is but a bleak. A
cold gust of guilt and haplessness runs down her nerves. She tries to forget
but the picture provokes her. The more she sees it, the more she becomes edgy
and sad. “Why is there impartiality in love? Why can’t we have our own choice?
Why stereotypical norms and caste system in the society? When we can love why
can’t we continue forever?” She wonders.
She enviously
presses the Like button below the
picture and scrolls down the page. She comes across a status update which says: “Yesterday is but a history, tomorrow a
mystery while today is a gift, which is why we call it, the present”. This beams
Dema’s face, because the lines reassures and consoles her bitterly wounded
heart. It takes away the pain and shallow future she was picturing herself a moment
ago. Why should I brood about the future, for it is but uncertain? She then
thinks of her past which has been wonderful, (at least) after Arjun came to her life; she is taken back to the good times they
shared which they still do (for the moment though).
The first
time Dema bumped into him was on her way to the academic hall one afternoon.
Then they met in person during the dance practice for the annual cultural festival
of the college. Arjun was then in second year while Dema herself was in first
year. Arjun was a cool and smart guy. So many college girls were after him. And
Dema was one of them. It was love at first sight. He was everything a girl
could ever desire and dream of.
Arjun was
born and raised to a typical Indian family of caste and creed. The family
respects the age old tradition and culture. His father in particular- a
prominent and respected figure of the town maintains and strictly expects the
family to keep up their name without disruption. He is strongly against the
marriage of any of his family member with outside community of theirs. This
necessitates Arjun to be abided by the ethics and codes of his own after all it’s
a family. As for Dema, the so-called Love has blinded her very priorities and realities. Her
family may not be totally against such harsh conditions for ultimately it is her life, yet it all comes with so many social disgrace and difficulties.
And Love neither has creed or caste, nor
distinction of any kind like country, culture or haves and have-nots. Fortunately
or unfortunately Arjun also couldn’t resist his feelings for her after a month
of dance practice with her. He was overwhelmed by the beauty and simplicity of
Dema. He never missed a day for practice that was held daily in the evening after the class. That was
how their feelings for each other bloomed with each passing day until they
became inseparable. This makes her smile and reminds of how much she finds peace
under Arjun’s arm and how a beautiful life can be for two perfectly matched
hearts.
It is
almost three years now that they have been together. Together they have sailed
both good and bad times, together they watched movies, had meals in one plate,
went shopping, studied, laughed and even cried together knowing the uncertain
and clouded future as one. They can’t imagine the life they will lead after the
college life; separated by miles of mountains and valleys knowing not even if
they will ever meet once. Sometimes she even wishes if she can stop or amend
the tick of time and the typical norms of this real world.
As the days
of college knocks the end, Dema can’t think of the future that waits,
because she knows in her heart that even if her parents accept, Arjun’s would never.
She knows that her time with Arjun will just be a chapter of her life.
Therefore she is into living the present trying hard not to think of the future. Of course she is afraid to accept the realities
of life that will unfold; she is ready
to face it.
Meanwhile
the bottom left bar of the Face book page is popped with several ‘Hi’ and ‘Hellos’,
some are her friends and others are strangers; she ignores them all, logs off the
Face book and asks herself: “Will I ever fall in Love again?”
touching and heart breaking story jaro.... its real or.....
ReplyDeleteJaro its fictional, inspired from the real events though!....:)
DeleteThanks for going through and commenting..
A nice write up, bro. Onu dabu story bu cha gisa ko ni? hehe. Kidding. Love can happen anywhere and everywhere. Keep writing.
ReplyDeleteThanks brother; your writings and comments inspires me a lot!
DeleteLove story cho hang dabu rang lako mai, maybe that's why Love is BLIND...:D..:D
I was expecting 'wow that's it' kind of ending despite the wall of social differences until i knew a sudden twist at the end...heart touching story though.... :D
ReplyDeleteThanks for your sweet comment Sherab and keep visiting!...:-)
DeleteWill love to see continuation of the story!!....
ReplyDeleteAwesome..... will i ever fall in Luv again...??
ReplyDeleteAwesome.... enjoyed ur story... now i m wondering Will i ever fall in love again??? Good Work!!!
ReplyDeleteThanks Passang for your lovely comment1..:-)
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