PROLOGUE
Finally she was getting married, and I was free of the guilt that I was going to leave her alone for my own, selfish dreams, I was quite happy, or no maybe I wasn't! Though I seemed to smile, and even I wanted to smile as much as I could before leaving, but something was stopping me inside. I was laughing out, but something was paining me inside. And whenever I used to think about my exit from her life, I was made to reminisce those moments I spent with her, those kisses I gave her secretly while she was asleep, that was all my abstract attraction towards her, but I have to leave.
I was in confusion today, I had no clue of my state, I was happy, and I was not happy too, I was missing something, which I had to do long, long ago! But I ignored everything, my feelings, my emotions, and spent our, sorry, my last moment before I could leave her, enthusiastically. I might be the only husband, who was dancing at his own wife's wedding, and was happy, sounds funny, isn't it?
I sneaked out of the wedding hall with just the bags I came with, without telling her, as the rituals of her wedding started, as I was not able to see her become someone else's, the fact that I no more had the right of being called her husband pricked me right in my heart, I understood this was going to be difficult. I took my bags and left the place, though I promised her that I was never going leave her side and would be there till she gets married, but I broke the promise. I left for the airport, and sat down in the waiting hall, reminiscing the moments we shared one last time! I understood that I was in love with her, but it was way too late till I realized!
Mannat Har Khushi Paane Ki
Cricket
