hey all...i feel its been a long time since our forum has had an OS..so i came up with oneđ read on...
Part One
4th September 2013
Dear diary,
Would you like to hear my story? No one else does..perhaps you would like to. Because you too are alone like me. My story had a happy start, like all love stories do. If only..ahhh.. if only it had a happy ending..
If it had a happy ending, I wouldnt be standing forlorn near the window trying to count the rain drops falling like bullets designed to kill. The bleak shadows of the night wouldnt be like a burden upon my soul that I was destined to carry forever. When the force of the storm tore at me, there would be a pair of arms engulfing me in their safe blanket, which no paradise could match. There would be steaming breaths caressing my face which felt like silk. I wouldn't have been half jealous of the couple I could see from my balcony, who were cuddled up against each other to ward off the cold but at the same time wanted to watch the first rushes of the monsoon. The pores of my body longed to be kindled by the fire only 'he' could arouse. But his memories only brought me more pain, as I thought about it. It had been 3 days since I had left 'his' house and come here. Ours had been the perfect love, in the eyes of the world that is. We had met in college and fallen in love. Both sets of parents refused and we eloped. He was the best husband any woman could hope for. The past tense rankled at me. There was not a moment in my life which wasnt joyful, only until..
I wasnt what they called gorgeous or striking; instead I was plain, dark and petite. But none of that stopped Udayveer from treating me like a princess. He was one the most stunning men in the circles we moved and that sometimes made me conscious of my own personality. But he made me feel so complete that I was compelled to forget our differences.
It is said that a woman spells the ultimate doom for another's marriage, and it had come true. What was initially just a niggling suspicion had grown into the monster that had eaten away my marriage. One day while shopping in the mall, I had spotted two figures in the distance shopping at a womans clothing store. As I admired their pairing, my eyes fell on the images the over head television was showing. It was projecting the scene from the shop they were shopping at. The lady was attractive and had a pleasant face. As I looked on, the man came near to the security camera and I stalled in my tracks. He looked so much like my husband. I blinked and looked again. He was gone. They were leaving the shop and before I could go out to investigate, the pesky sales girl diverted my attention to the cool outfit she was holding and I was distracted. I forgot all about it until I accidentally saw an SMS on his phone which he had forgotten at home, it read: Darling, I forgot to thank you for the wonderful experience last night, hope your wife didn't find out
I scrolled down and found that the senders name was listed as 'Jai', surely it was a woman. For no man would call another as 'darling'. Over come with rage I scoured for more information. There were no more messages from her in the message inbox but in the images folder, there were a couple of pictures of my Udayveer with the same woman I had spotted in the mall. How dare he!! the pictures were pretty decent but they were enough to build up an inferno inside me. My blissful world had come crashing down as if it were made from sand. What would I do now? I weighed my options quite unable to think with a straight mind. There were three options, one- kill myself, two-confront them with the evidence and ask for explanation, three- do nothing.
I chose none of the three. Instead I furiously packed my stuff in an overnight bag and escaped to my best friend Unnatis farm house, where nobody could find me. Maybe I would go back, maybe I wont. But all I could think at that time was I needed to get away from this scheming world. So we have come a full circle diary..I've been holed up here since last 3 days without a contact to the outer world. The rain lashes out at the earth like asking justification for some unwanted deed, or is it my mind? One question I've been asking the providence since coming here is why me? why did my husband cheat me? However hard I try to think, Im not able to reach at a conclusion to this agony.
to be continued...
in the second part:
I had one more doubt left. You broke the window pane to get inside? Couldnt you simply knock? I laughed.
What was the guarantee that you wouldn't slam the door on my face and let me inside? he said, now kissing the other cheek.
This was the first part of the OS..
i'll update the second part in two daysđł tell me how did you find it?
(P.S: i picked the basic structure of it from an old story i had read long back in a magazine...but the rest of it is written by me...)
Thank youđ¤
Part Two
Book Talk
Cricket
