UNCHAINED
HEARTS
I lived in Mumbai. Me my Dad & Mom. First we used to live in Delhi but after my Dad got a transfer we moved to mumbai.
I was brought here when I was just 3,
I don't remember anything of that time, I remember from the age of almost 5. I had few friends of more or less same age group in a colony with whom I use to play in the evening,
and Manyata was one of them.
She is a daughter of Komal aunty who is very good friend of my mother, living not very far from my house. Our families were very close to each
other, especially both the ladies, they were just like sisters. There were many other children in the colony, but in my mom's word, me and Manyata were best friends, and always remained closer to each other during whole play time, and my father used to say in a humorous sense that he will marry me with her, because we are always seen together.
time passed and we both grew together in a safe environment of love and care, we both were the only child of our parents.
I think we have been very good friends in that way till 5th standard and after that we gained Some consciousness of being boy and girl, it was not that we stopped meeting each other, or stopped
talking to each other, it was just we were in separate groups during our play time.
As time passed, this consciousness increased, but still we were very good friends I never felt this at that time because I was not into that, but today I
can easily say that from the very beginning till the end I always Loved Manyata. I remember the period of my schooling, I always tried to steal her glimpse, either from my terrace or while passing through her house, and she always smiled as I looked at her, couple of times I waved my hand to say hello, and she always responded.
Sometimes I use to get bonus, when she use to come at my place to give something, something which is cooked out of routine in her house by her mother, or when I use to go there for the same purpose or for some other casual reason. Truly speaking at that time just her glimpse or smile was enough for me to spend rest of my
day with joy. My heart felt at peace when i saw her.
She was very beautiful and attractive even in that age. Her Care free nature and naive attitude always made her unique for me. She was good
in studies and very talkative, very soft hearted and of very mixing nature. She used to laugh a lot, loud and free with an open heart. During our last year of schooling she lost her father, and it was a heartbreaking moment for her, her family and everybody who was attach to the family including me and my family. At that time I was very young and really didn't know how to react in this condition, and I didn't had the courage to face her. Seeing her tears my heart ached.
I have been there during this challenging period of her life, but on the back seat, and even today I feel bad about my behavior of that time may be it was lack of confidence. Time moved further and facts of life got accepted, after graduation we both entered into our professional training, she started MBA and I decided to give CSS exams. We use to meet rarely, sometimes on the road, or in nearby market.
She used to attend University in the morning and in the evening she played with the babies of the colony. There was a baby sitting room in the colony for the mothers who worked. She used to play with small babies as she loved babies a lot. I knew she would become a great mother.
More or less life was running smooth, we finished our professional courses, I gave my exams and got a job in Australia and moved their.
I missed her a lot. Her laugh, care free attitude. Beautiful face.
After a year or two. At the age when I was 25 and Manyata was 22, I got the news of her marriage getting finalized. The guy with whom she got fixed was green card holder, lives in US and works in a multi national bank, he was financially very sound.
This is what I came to know through my mom. I was feeling sad, I don't know why, although at that time I cannot say that I was in love with her,
or anything like that, but I was uneasy, with the thought that she is going and I will not be able to meet her or see her. May be I was jealous, and I also needed somebody to love or to live with, but it seemed very far.
I came back for a week to attend her marriage, though i never wanted to. My heart forced me to come may be to see her for the last time. During the whole time i didn't meet her. Just saw her from distance. I wanted to stop the marriage and take her along with me but I suppressed everything raised with in me. She got married to another man in front of me and i just kept looking silently and watched her go away from my life forever. That whole night i locked myself in my room and cried. My heart was broken into a million pieces. I realized that night the depth of my love for Manyata. The very next day i left back to my work.
Time flew like that, i got busy in my life but not a single day passed that i didn't think about her. Two years passed and i decided to come back to my parents. I came back to my home town. I never asked anything about Manyata from my mother. She knew a lot as she was very close to her mother, but i was keen to know about her motherhood as she loved children but never heard anything like that.
I had settled my own business by now and was earning huge amounts. I was becoming successful by every passing second. I bought a new and very huge house for me and my parents. But my mother didn't wanted to go with me she wanted to live in the colony itself. She said that she had spent almost all of her life here and wants to spend till death. I let my parents live there and myself shifted in my new house. My parents were very happy with my success and wanted me to get married but i couldn't think over manyata. My heart had always loved her and didn't wanted to give her place to anyone.
I agreed when my mom begged me to meet one girl at least. She didn't knew the reason of me refusing to get married. But i thank my lucky stars for changing the situation. The day we had to go Komal aunty collapsed on the floor due to low Blood Pressure and Sugar. I took her to the hospital and stayed with her till she got prefect. The process took over 15 days and each day i stayed with her in the hospital as she had no one.
After that I went to Dehli for some project for ten days and when i came back i got to know that Manyata was here. I felt over joyed listening to this and was excited to see her after 2 years time.
Inside i was very nervous, but in any way i wasn't letting the chance go of meeting my angel.
I went to her house, my mom was already there with Komal aunty, Manyata was not there, I talked to aunty for a while and asked about her,
she said that she has gone to nearby park, for a walk, and after that aunty told me that she feels that Manyata is not happy, and she is hiding something, many times aunty has asked about her married life but she really ignored the conversation. And then she requested me to ask her, as I am one of her oldest friend and she told me not to mention that she has told me to ask her although I knew that even I don't have that much of
courage to ask her about her personal life even then I said that I will try. After that I left that place and went to nearby park, to see her. She was
there, surrounded by the small children, she was playing with them with a big aired plastic ball, I stood there, I just wanted to see her, I was drowned in her beauty. It seemed that the world had stopped. she seemed happy when she was playing and talking to the kids.
After some time she noticed me standing there, and smiled as she always use to, I waved and she responded by raising her hand. After few minutes she came closer to me and said hello with a smile, she was looking more matured then I last met her, with a bit of change in body structure, she had become more chubby and cute we did shake hand, and walked along the pavement on the outer part of the park, while talking to each other, it was an ordinary conversation, like when she came and how is my professional life going.
I asked her about her life, she said it's ok but India is India. At that time I realized that her mom was right, she is not same as she was earlier, at one time she use to be very talkative and at this moment she seemed very reserved, unless she would have told me many things about US but her statement that India is India cleared one thing that she is not happy there. Then I asked her that for how long she is planning to stay here, she said it's not fixed, I want to stay with my mom for some time, then our topic of conversation got turned to her mom's health, and after a while she said thanks, for what I have done for her mom. I said, there is no need to say thanks for that, it was my part which I played, she said Uday please tell me if I can do something for you, somehow I want to thank you, I noticed that tears were floating in
her eyes, we were walking on the outer of the park, and I tried to console her, and touched her shoulder, and said that nothing has happened and everything will be alright, and in a second she busted, tears started coming out and we stopped there. I couldn't see her in that state. It pricked my heart.
I gave her my hanky, she took and tried to calm down, after a minute she said sorry, because she couldn't control herself. I asked her if she wants
to go home, she pointed a finger to a bench and said let's sit here for a while, we sat there for a while, we both were silent and watching children who were playing, after a while I saw a smile on her face, she was looking at children and smiling on there activities,
Then I asked if she wants to go to the beach she said no I want to stay at home, with my mom, I insisted and said it will get a good change in your mood, but she again said no, I don't feel
like going anywhere, then I said Manyata, you have just said that you want to do something for me, she said yes, but what, I said let's go to the beach I am sure you will like it. She smiled and said but I have to ask to my mom, which was ok for me, because I knew that Komal aunty will happily allow.
Then we both played with the children for a while, and went to her home. My mom was still there, and then I asked aunty if I can take her to beach tomorrow evening, she agreed as I knew. this whole episode of around 2 hours was some what like dream to me, I have never been with her for such a long time, except when I was child. That night I couldn't sleep, I was restless, all of my thoughts were moving around a single person. I was preparing myself, for next day, that what will I say? I just wanted to crush her in my arms.
Next day i picked her from her place and we started our journey. we both were talking to each other very
casually, we were recalling our childhood, and school time, and within 10-15 minutes we reached our destination, we roamed there for more than an hour, we bought few things, and then we decided to eat something. As we were eating and talking to each other, I was trying to build confidence inside me, for which I prepared myself throughout the night, throughout the day till evening, I was making a sentence within me to ask her, about the matter, but it seemed so difficult to me, somehow I managed to ask that is she happy with her life? She went silent, I thought she didn't like me asking such question, I said sorry if you felt bad asking me this, she said no its ok, mom asks me daily.
With that reply her eyes again got covered with tears, which i hated the most. I said that means there is something wrong because your mom knows you lot more than me, and if I can feel that there is something then your mom can easily make out that you are hiding something. She said I cannot talk to anybody about that. After this reply from her side I didn't know what to say, although I was bit confident
but still I did not had that much courage that I can ask and intrude myself into her personal problem
when she is not willing to speak to me.
What I could do was only guess, then I
asked her is that problem is related to the child she said no, there is no problem, everything is fine. I said Manyata please its ok if you don't want to talk to me but then talk to your mom
about that, she went quiet, then I said promise me that today you will talk to your mom about that, she said no I cannot talk to her. I asked is there something wrong between you and your husband, she said please Uday change the topic I don't want to talk about. I said ok, and then we further moved to see the stuff kept on sale. After looking at few things she
took out one gents kurta and asked me if I want this, I said no, She said I want to buy this for you, I was little surprised, I said no please don't, she said it's a gift, and one should not say no to a gift, especially if it's from a friend. I replied in a complaining tone that I take you as a friend but you don't take me as a friend, she said why? Then I said please Manyata tell me what is the matter, if I will feel that I should not interfere then I will not, but I am very uneasy, after knowing this that you are in trouble. She said OK first you
accept this, then I will think about it, I said alright, if this makes you happy then I will accept and I am also going to give you something and it will
be better that you choose it yourself because I really have a bad choice. She smiled and took one top for herself. We paid for each other and moved from there.
In the evening around 5 we met on her terrace, after lot of hesitation she told me that her husband is having some affairs, I said what do you mean by affairs, I mean how many affairs, she said I don't know. Then I asked that how does she know that he is
having an affair, she said she just know, and it's a truth. I was shocked and more than that I was confused, she was still hiding something, I again said, please tell me the complete thing, I cannot understand, she looked at me, she was having tears in her eyes, she said I will not go back, and I don't want to see him again. I said OK, but tell me the whole truth she said it's very
difficult for me to speak even I tried to guess and asked her did he beats you, she did not said anything, I thought that I have guessed right, but I asked her again, this time she said yes in a very low voice, and broke into tears, and started crying, I knew it's not over, she had lot more to say, I could easily see from her gesture, I asked and what else, she looked at me, and without a word turned her face down, and said sometimes he comes home drunken, She was sniffing while talking to me. I asked her again, and she started crying hard this time she fell on her knees and she started in a very low voice, and said that her husband is a part of a group, who exchange partner and have sex. I was completely stunned, my brain was choked, even I went quiet for a minute or two, then I asked her, did he took you there, she said no, but from last
few months I have been forced by him to join him in this group, I asked her again, have you been there, she said no, he cannot take me there without my consent, I said then, she started again, from last few months he is trying to dominate me, and torturing me. He beats you, I asked again she said yes . I my self bent down cupped her face in my hands. Don't cry Manyata. I'll make sure that the bas***d suffers to death. I was so angry and if that F**ing a** h**e was here i would have killed him there and then.
I came closer to her and tried to console her and she instantly hugged me and started requesting me, please do something Uday. I can't live with him. I don't want to go back, he calls me daily, and threatens me. He sent me here only on one condition that if i agree with him. He said if i wont come back he can easily prove me a characterless woman. Uday please do something. Please. I could feel my eyes swelling up with tears. She was going trough immense pain and i wasn't there for her.
I wiped off her tears, looked into her eyes. I knew it was the rite time to confess. I LOVE YOU Manyata. I did since the day we met. Since we were best friends. I waited for her reply and she looked at me with a shock and then slapped me. I too was shocked by her behavior, but the next thing shocked me further.
You love me and you are telling this to me now. She was holding my collar and shouting at me. Where were you when i needed you, when my marriage got fixed, when i was getting married, when i left with one thing in my mind that we were just FRIENDS. Han? Why didn't you stop me from getting married. When i thought may be U'll come. When i was looking around to see you once that you'll figure it out from my eyes. No you weren't there instead you left me, left me to die with that man. You weren't there when he used to beat me. When he tried to force me on BED. When he forced me with his friends. You weren't there when yours and only yours Manyata was treated like an animal. NAH!! You weren't there. You weren't Uday you weren't. All the time she was crying and i could feel the pain she went through. She too loved me the way i did. We both didn't have confidence to express it that's what ruined our lives.
I hugged her and wiped her tears. I am sorry Manyata I am really sorry. But now your uday will make everything fine. No more tears for you. Only love and happiness. I Love you more than my life. I kissed on her forehead. And she replied I Love You too. We sat there hugging each other for God knows how much time.
Then we had decided to face all problems coming in our way together and unite at any cost.
Looking back, I have this to regret, that too often when I loved, I did not say so. Thought udayveer.
The next morning she told each and every detail to her mother and it took us almost a year to get her divorced.
Now its been 2 years since I and Manyata got married and we've got the most precious gift of God with us. Our 6 months old daughter Meera.
Sighed Udayveer as he had finished narrating his love life to the media.
He was sitting in a press conference and every single person listened to him quietly and had a bit of tears in there eyes.
His love story was going to be published soon and was given the name:
"Unchained Hearts"
I would like you all to meet my little princess. He held her little girl in his strong arms. Everyone looked at her in Awe' as she was a carbon copy of her father.
Uday kissed his daughter and hugged her tightly.
Everyone was packing up their stuff to leave.
I am not done yet! Uday said in a calm voice.
All the journalists, reporters and audiences looked at him in confusion.
Sir Where is your wife Manyata?
Uday smiled in response.
I was coming to that.
Sir can we have a talk with her too?
No'' !! Replied uday.
Even Me and Meera cannot talk to her.
All looked at him puzzled.
Uday gave a deep sigh. Some love stories are short but intense. LOVE'' what is it? Can anyone answer me?
Love is a feeling, a joy sir. Replied one of the female journalist.
Uday smiled to her and spoke with a stern look.
No Dear' love is not what you think it is.
LOVE is SACRIFICE!!
Pure love is a willingness to give without a thought of receiving anything in return. He spoke with lot of pain in his eyes. Our young generation has made fun of love. Dating and breaking up twice in a month is not love. Its the lust and desire a physical need of humans. Love is the most pure thing in this world. We cant even imagine its depth, its meaning. It is not necessary that love may happen between people of opposite sex. It can happen with anyone. Your parents, siblings your God!!
After a pause of 2 minutes he spoke again, this time with tears in his eyes.
My Manyata is no more with us. He almost whispered.
Her ex husband wanted to kill me, so had left men after us. One fine day we were walking in the park where we met after years. I was attacked by few men. They were about to shoot me but she came in between. Saved my life and sacrificed hers. Many think i am living a happy life. Its not like that.
Being happy doesn't mean that everything is perfect. It means that you've decided to look beyond the imperfections.
Everyone was frozen on their spots.
Uday took his baby more tighter in his embrace. I would be leaving now.
He said as he made his way out.
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A message which I want to give from this OS Is that Love is not a joke. These days our young generation has made fun out of it. In this century pure love hardly exists. People think that every time they date its their true love and blah blah. Actually none knows the real worth and meaning of love. Please Don't make fun of Love.😳
Thanks for reading.
with Love
--Zinay--
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