I have written a new os today i was sick and to kill time i wrote an os on Taarey...really don't know how it came out ...it all started with a joke in whats upp posted by if member sikha...it says
Suppose I am ready to say "YES" 2 WHATEVER u ask me...
.wat wud u ask ???
Broadcast this msg 2 all ur contacts...
.u'll get shocking answers..
1st rply me
I posted this msg to meenakshi ( meenu_taarey )
and her instant ans was write an os on taarey
i was really trapped
she gave me two concept and one of them was college ragging on taarey
and 2nd was married life of taarey
1 st one is under construction
and the second is ready
so posting and it is off course dedicated to meenu_taarey (meenakshi ) ,and Ish_taarey (ishani) and my shivii...
Taarey OS- Counting Love
My first love was a flop. Bigger flop than Himmatwala. The same old story, she loved me until she got married to a NRI to pursue her career in dancing in London . Easily said but it was really harder . Of course, It destroyed the whole of me. Got depressed, sleeps gone for ever etc etc etc. Even though love stories are different the break up story remains the same for men. Uncombed hair, Unshaved beard and a loop of "why this kolvaeri"to sunn raha hai na"..
It usually lasts for atleast two months.. upto six.. But the problem with me was it never got off me even after this six month. I pulled my days of doing nothing but just sleeping and eating. My family tried their best to save me from this. Yoga, gym , anti-depressants.. Nothing came working out. It was then our family friend's son and my best friend Swayam came up with the idea of the decade. To get me married.
As you can guess, I never agreed. I wonder these people never had a love in their life but my friend Swayam did have Sharon with her then why he??? Why is he not understanding my damn mental state... They just don't know how I felt. They just don't know first love never leaves.The requests turned to orders and later into emotional black mailing. As I was emotionally handicapped enough, I had to agree at last to get married. The biggest tragedy was that I couldn't see my future wife until the day of marriage and also she agreed even after hearing my whole story. I just understood that India is still a place where atleast sometimes, woman have no option on their marriage.
And that was done. Things went as usual. Just as what happens after an arranged marriage. Two unknown people meant to have sex together and share bed. what an hilarious concept. isn't it ? Even more hilarious was our life. We shared the rarest of rare words. Sometimes I often forget her name. Ohh what was her name ...?? yeah Taani ... It was after two or three months that she did come up with some efforts.
One fine day she asked me like "Can a boy loves a girl this much ?"..
I kept silent...
"You are awesome.., I mean., I cant love someone this much"..
I felt some pain on that, still kept silent..
"You know, I loved someone, I felt bad when he choose someone else felt that my life was going out of my hand But I let him go " kahete hai na agar tumahara payaar tumse duur jar aha hai to janne do agar woh laut ke aye tto woh tumahara payaar hai warna woh kabhi tumhara tha hi nahi" I thought this way and let him go... I guess its for good or else i would also forget language like you"..
I just lost my control then.. I took the mobile form my pocket and threw it away. "Please leave me alone" i said..
She cried.. I didn't even cared that and the past condition was restored. No talks. Just living with father's money.And why should I not??? I am Rehansh Singhania son of Ranvijay Singhania -The Business tycoon and whatever i am suffering is all because of him as he did not agree to give me 2 cores for my dance academy and my girl friend kriya left me for better option...but was it kriya's love for dance?? Love for money?? Love for popularity or love for me??? This is the question asked by my best buddy Swayam numerous times...but I choose to be numb...my only point is my gf left me all coz of my father and now this wife Taani...my life living HELL... But that was not entertained too long by my father. They started showing reluctance to give money and that forced me to rejoin my company. Either of sympathy or by provoking words they took me back my freedom to sit and think of my first love.
But the job was actually a relief for me as I could stay away form my home and wife. She used to pack me lunch everyday and put that on my bag. I never even touched that. But she still continued to do so.
It was when she realized that this won't impress me she came up with new tricks. She started playing my favorite A.R Rahman songs loudly.. well.., I broke that player.. Then she made efforts to sleep with me like one day she broke one leg of my bed and said it was accidental. She had to sleep on sofa that day..
The irony was that even after all these, my heart still kept longing for that one girl who broke my heart. Every time I hear a love song or every time when I see a couple , my heart breaks a bit more. Hearing her name used to give lightnings on my heart.
On a monday, I got a news that she came back to India for a weeks leave with her husband. I decided to go to her house to see her. May be, she now regrets what she did and misses me.. and may be she will come with me. I got off home as usual and went there. There was not a bit of fear in me. I know I had nothing to lose. What welcomed there was her NRI husband. At the moment she saw me she ran to her husband's arms and said something in his ears. Her husband started accusing me with some abusive words with her constant crying...I left the place and entered the famous Royal Bar and... I actually don't remember what happened after that...
When I woke up I was in the hospital with my hand broken. My wife was there. And I wonder why she was in tears. Soon I got to know She stayed there with me for last two days payed the hospital fees. When i enquired about the money she said she got it by selling her bangles ...That hospital session really tired her . as after joining company I decided to stay in a separate house not with great Ranvijay Singhania and to respect my decision she joined me and even did not inform about my little secret of fight to my father or frds ...for sake of my reputation in front of my family members and frds ... Really can't expect more from her.
No no no !!! she is not a good girl my mind said me and still I tried to find out the reason of her tears and... Soon I came to the conclusion the reason of her tears that she lost her bangles to show her fake concern about me...Yes this is the truth my mind convinced my heart and I love my gf Kriya... so I started working with with my broken hand.
My wife begged me not to. really don't know why. I felt as though she is just here to annoy me. I was in a lot pain that night. I was supposed to take a week's rest. Later on they were informed of my hand of some sprain...all her devil mind to gain importance from me but I never keep debt...
That went along., my hand got cured . On the 1st of next month I called her and handed some money , actually my first salary as a MD after re joining the company. Her face rose up. She smiled. Until I said "The money you payed in hospital including enough interest".
Tears flowed through her cheeks. She kept that on my pocket and went to bed. It was between all these that the monsoon arrived and it stated raining. and I realized that my broken heart can't be healed and I can't forget my first love. Each time it rained her memories came along with it. The smell of the rain was her's. The rain had her voice. As every raindrops breaks , breaks my heart too.. My tears made a competition to the rain. I started forgetting a time when I was happy..
The rain just got stronger day by day.. To get myself away form the rain, I decided to go to Banglore in the name of a company tour. I never thought how would I live there without her, I just decided to go away. To escape from the rain.. While I was standing infront of the mirror counting the new wrinkles on my face , my wife came to my room... After some moments of silence she said "I will miss you"
I got angry but didn't replied.
"You look really handsome"..
I felt as she was mocking me still kept my nerves down.. the rain seems to destroy the word. It really got stronger. She came near me stared at my eyes for some time and kissed me in my cheek.. and for the first time in my life I slapped someone. I slapped her. She was broken into tears. I threw my packed bags away running away from that house madly drenching in rain.. Each rain drop pierced through my body and cut my heart even more. I was aimless but my foot make me reach my dad's house..
I angrily said "I just cant go through this. I hate her. I want to live alone . I want a divorce or I will die. It was my first love. Its just don't go way, You can't never understand that.."
My father calmed me down and both my buddy's Swayam and Sharon was there, my dad made me sit and said "Ok. We will go through the divorce procedures but I have to say something to and you must listen and don't interfere until I complete. "
I said ok...
He started talking "Ya.. First love.. It won't go away.. I understand.. I know it hurts a lot. I know because even I had gone through this. Your mother had gone through this. Every body have gone through this.. Everybody will have a first love , and for most of the people first love is a failure coz it only is a attraction which we call love, our first attraction towards a opposite sex ,,only a few lucky ones get first love coz they are mature enough to distinguish between love and attraction...
And have you ever thought of your wife ? have you ever thought how much you hurt her ? Even not talking to her, treating her worst. abusing her. and now slapping her. Do you know how much you have made her cry ??... and you think she still stays because she have no the option ??... NO!!
Coz do u still now even know her real identity? Even you were list bothered to know about her , to meet her before your marriage... She is Swayam's cousin sister ...a 50 % partner of Shekawat Industries... her parents died in car accident ... a MBA from Oxford University... and lastly last month the deal u finalized for setting ur dream academy which you got just in a token amount of 25 lakhs and u were so happy to crack the deal without my help to set up your passion without ur dad's help,,,, that land belongs to Taani ..which she wanted to gift u for ur academy but knowing u will not take her help so a token amount of 25 lakhs for a land of 2.5 cores via a mediator she gave u... But why did she do all this after the behaviour u are giving her from last 9 months...
I have asked about the divorce a hundred times and she always puts down..Even if you are giving the worst days her life, she is still staying.. Do you want to know the reason..?? she have the same reason..
You are her fist love !!! love can happen to anybody any time and she too loves u from the age of 17
..Just think how you will feel when someone you love don't even touch the lunch you packed and you still pack it everyday..
just think how you will feel when someone you love put down every thing you are doing to cheer them up..
think how much you will be hurt when you are paid with interest for the money you have spent for them...
.think how much it will break you after being slapped for kissing your love...and after all these she still stays of that one stupid reason that you are her ...first love ...and it won't go away...Its not about the first love.. Its about the last love.. Its about who never leaves .. I just wanted you to know.. I am sorry if that hurt you.. " Now go and take rest and your wish of getting a divorce will be granted and "Swayam bring back your sister tomorrow from Rey's house..."
I couldn't speak a word after that. My heart, mind, senses all went blank.. and I slowly took my steps to walk out of the house...
"You need an umbrella ?" asked sharon... "NO"...
I was running. The roaring rain couldn't slow my steps down.. I reached home fainting..a conversation with her after our marriage ringed my ear..."You know, I loved someone, I felt bad when he choose someone else felt that my life was going out of my hand But I let him go " kahete hai na agar tumahara payaar tumse duur jar aha hai to janne do agar woh laut ke aye tto woh tumahara payaar hai warna woh kabhi tumhara tha hi nahi" I thought this way and let him go... I guess its for good or else i would also forget language like you"..
I realized her "I loved someone" was no one but it was me and she saw me going away with someone else but still married me when i was need of some one and silently helped me in my life.
The roaring rain couldn't slow my steps down.. I reached home fainting..She came running seeing me.. she was about to hug me but she didn't..
"Where were you.?. I just lost my life..I am sorry I just lost my control I will never kiss you again.. I am sorry.. please don't go" ..like that you hand is still hurt ..I am really sorry i will control my emotions' ----- She spoke a lot in one breath for the first time after our marriage in the last 9 months.
I could almost hear my heartbeats. Her face had mark of my finger in red.. I never know what to do but cry.. I just hugged her... she was staring into my eyes.. Her eyes had fear... I asked "Do you love me ?"...she couldn't resist crying..Somewhere between those cries she said an yes.. I pulled her she came crashing in my heart ..I looked into her eyes ..the tear drops were killing me I couldn't control and I kept my lips on her smooth puffy lips and I kissed her a thousand times.. and from that monsoon., We have never missed a rain without getting wet together..
I realized there is NO ...First Love or Last Love in Life ...Love has no counts...there is only LOVE and for me its my wife my life TAANI .
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