I lie here on the couch, staring at the ceiling. The alcohol sears through my veins. It is supposed to make me feel better...lighter...happier. Yet, it simply burns me.
'Have you seen an unhappier man', I ask myself.
Have you seen an unhappier man? I want to ask you.
Grief drowns me. How do I explain it to you!
My soul has been battered into a pulp of rejection.
Insignificant me!
Does it even matter to her that I exist! Does it ever occur to her how my heart yearns for her?
Does she know the despair I feel when she doesn't see me!
Foolish me! I cannot empty my heart off this burden. It fills me, devours me- the astounding, scary depths of my feelings for her.
In spite of everything she has done.
In spite of everything I have done to save myself from her.
It doesn't go away...EVER!
I told them the truth- both her and my father.
It really doesn't matter who I marry. Because no one can fill this void in me. Least of all, she who is the one responsible for it.
It is just not in her, isn't it? She doesn't have it...The warmth to embrace me, the love to breathe life into me, the depth to feel for me or the wings to soar high with me.
All she has for me , is Indifference...and selfishness- the same she has to offer anyone.
And the power to hurt- that is all for me. Ignore! Scoff at! Mutilate!
Tears sting my eyes.
I will not be this desperate man. If she has the power to hurt my feelings, I have the power to destroy her ego.
I will shred her pride and wear her down...until she feels the pain I feel today.
And then she will know what devastation feels like.
PS: The episode showcased the contradictions in the reactions of two people pining for love. Both felt betrayed, but they chose to express it in two different ways. I have always felt for Suman. Yesterday, Shravan's conversation with his father and the way he expressed his pain was beautifully portrayed.