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Hi guys firstly happy holi to all of you
I have tried of writing something hope you guys like it.
Its entirely Yuvraj OS
.In this he is aged and all all lonely
.
Viewing the sun between my fingers is a pain for my sixty-year old eyes. The forehead pains and the sun appears as a scattered yellow drop in the sky. It feels weighed and hammered by tons. But what's much more afflictive is forgiving her - her memories.
These breezes feel like tears, the dust pinches like needles and the sun burns me to ash.
My life is lonely, heart vacant and soul unfulfilled. With every breath I take, I feel cursed and raped by destiny.
Twelve years, I am all alone but she never came back. I miss her, my darling wife, and our vow - a life together - has vanished.
"What will keep our love breathing, forever?" I had asked her our first-night.
"This knot will," she had said, turning her beautiful neck, embraced by a heavy gold necklace, to the knot that the priest had tied between our dresses.
"What if I unknot this?"
Her eyes had grown big and she had put a finger on my lips saying, "It is a merging of not only two people, but of two families. It says that we will be together, always."
I used to hate her still I pretended that I love her .I thought she cheated me. But I was wrong. Slowly she become my good friend and when I starting loving her but i never realized.That was my mistake.
Ours was an arranged-marriage, so we took a bit longer to understand. But, with time, the rhythm fell in and swept up from there. Her dedication to our new marriage was what was what I appreciate.
She would help me with my business' details and use to take care of my mom. Her life was disciplined and acts supportive. My mother called her the perfect bride, and she was the soul companion for me.
However bad my days would go, her infectious smile would make up for all of it. She would talk about my bad day and would relax me with her head-massage. Her lovesome touch on my balding head would wipe out my worries and refuel my energy. She was never a nagging lady, like my friends' wives, and would support me in nadir and crest of life.
Our marriage was a world filled with commitments and sacrifices; a world with love as its backbone.Actually it was a word fullof Suhani ' s love.i never give her what a wife wants but she never complained
But as widely said, time is ever-changing. I never loved her when she was with me or should i say i always does but failed to understand and the day when she realised that i married her forcefully she left me - all of a sudden - all alone. .
I always respected my relationship with her .i know this doesn't justify what I did with her .I always thought that colour and looks are the most important thing. But she changed me. I still remember once a girl who I rejected and insulted because of her looks said that one day you will meet a girl who would change you .and she was right I actually met a girl who changed me but I lost her.She promised me while our marriage that she would never leave me because she love me
But the promise, she broke it. She left me alone - alone in the dark - to live without her.
For me, life without her is colourless and hollow. It has no meaning left. I skip my medicine sometimes and avoid yoga too, hoping she would come to scold me someday. I envision her in the kitchen, preparing my favourite diet food and wiping her forehead-sweat while her bangles would hum a melody. But no, there is no melody now, she is nowhere. Her favourite chair is empty and her small Tulsi plant has grown big. And for me, every single day is a haul. I just without no reason now.
All my beauty has fade with the growing age .Suhani always used to say that beauty never lives with you but your heart does. So be good. .But she left me when I started believing in all this.
"I always used to hate her habit of taking a lot.She always use to eat my mind.But what should I do now in this empty room I failed to understand
Some people says she walked away, cheated me, fraud me.but does she really did this .I love her but she is not with me to listen this.Her father hate' s me ,he think I cheated her daughter. But how can I cheat a person whom I love so much.
She left me after the holi day . I wasn't present at the site. Sharad said that Dadi insulted her very badly and she left the place crying.Was it my fault??? I wasn't even present there than why she punished me .i sometimes think... But then I think what could I able to do also if I was present there I was never be able to speak against dadi when she used to insult my mom when she used to insult my Suhani. I was never able to. Now dadi is no more but still for her deeds I am paying.
Sitting in the lawn, where the fresh dew shines on green grasses under the sun, I look at the guava tree that we had planted.
I tried searching her many times. Not because I know she loves me but because I know I can't live without her. I even beg her from her dad . But he said she moved on. And I should not meet her . I never believed him I know my Suhani can never leave me but than I think why should she wait for me.I never respected her .Never gave her what she deserves.She has every right to live with a person who respect her. Who love her.I never moved on. For me Suhani ' s memories are there
"It will be the symbol of our love. We will water it and it will grow into a tree," she had said while planting the sapling. I didn't believed her that time because I use to think I don't love her .
Our love, our tree, still stands there, strong in the storms and rooted at the grounds. The branches sway in the wind and the leaves dance on them.
Lost in the amazement of symbol of our love, I hit my feet against a brick and the newspaper falls from my hand.
As I bend and watch the ground, I give it a kiss because inside, beneath the surface of the earth, resides my sweetheart. ❤️
I don't know what a crap I have written but still pls reply
I have tried of writing something hope you guys like it.
Its entirely Yuvraj OS
.In this he is aged and all all lonely
.
Viewing the sun between my fingers is a pain for my sixty-year old eyes. The forehead pains and the sun appears as a scattered yellow drop in the sky. It feels weighed and hammered by tons. But what's much more afflictive is forgiving her - her memories.
These breezes feel like tears, the dust pinches like needles and the sun burns me to ash.
My life is lonely, heart vacant and soul unfulfilled. With every breath I take, I feel cursed and raped by destiny.
Twelve years, I am all alone but she never came back. I miss her, my darling wife, and our vow - a life together - has vanished.
"What will keep our love breathing, forever?" I had asked her our first-night.
"This knot will," she had said, turning her beautiful neck, embraced by a heavy gold necklace, to the knot that the priest had tied between our dresses.
"What if I unknot this?"
Her eyes had grown big and she had put a finger on my lips saying, "It is a merging of not only two people, but of two families. It says that we will be together, always."
I used to hate her still I pretended that I love her .I thought she cheated me. But I was wrong. Slowly she become my good friend and when I starting loving her but i never realized.That was my mistake.
Ours was an arranged-marriage, so we took a bit longer to understand. But, with time, the rhythm fell in and swept up from there. Her dedication to our new marriage was what was what I appreciate.
She would help me with my business' details and use to take care of my mom. Her life was disciplined and acts supportive. My mother called her the perfect bride, and she was the soul companion for me.
However bad my days would go, her infectious smile would make up for all of it. She would talk about my bad day and would relax me with her head-massage. Her lovesome touch on my balding head would wipe out my worries and refuel my energy. She was never a nagging lady, like my friends' wives, and would support me in nadir and crest of life.
Our marriage was a world filled with commitments and sacrifices; a world with love as its backbone.Actually it was a word fullof Suhani ' s love.i never give her what a wife wants but she never complained
But as widely said, time is ever-changing. I never loved her when she was with me or should i say i always does but failed to understand and the day when she realised that i married her forcefully she left me - all of a sudden - all alone. .
I always respected my relationship with her .i know this doesn't justify what I did with her .I always thought that colour and looks are the most important thing. But she changed me. I still remember once a girl who I rejected and insulted because of her looks said that one day you will meet a girl who would change you .and she was right I actually met a girl who changed me but I lost her.She promised me while our marriage that she would never leave me because she love me
But the promise, she broke it. She left me alone - alone in the dark - to live without her.
For me, life without her is colourless and hollow. It has no meaning left. I skip my medicine sometimes and avoid yoga too, hoping she would come to scold me someday. I envision her in the kitchen, preparing my favourite diet food and wiping her forehead-sweat while her bangles would hum a melody. But no, there is no melody now, she is nowhere. Her favourite chair is empty and her small Tulsi plant has grown big. And for me, every single day is a haul. I just without no reason now.
All my beauty has fade with the growing age .Suhani always used to say that beauty never lives with you but your heart does. So be good. .But she left me when I started believing in all this.
"I always used to hate her habit of taking a lot.She always use to eat my mind.But what should I do now in this empty room I failed to understand
Some people says she walked away, cheated me, fraud me.but does she really did this .I love her but she is not with me to listen this.Her father hate' s me ,he think I cheated her daughter. But how can I cheat a person whom I love so much.
She left me after the holi day . I wasn't present at the site. Sharad said that Dadi insulted her very badly and she left the place crying.Was it my fault??? I wasn't even present there than why she punished me .i sometimes think... But then I think what could I able to do also if I was present there I was never be able to speak against dadi when she used to insult my mom when she used to insult my Suhani. I was never able to. Now dadi is no more but still for her deeds I am paying.
Sitting in the lawn, where the fresh dew shines on green grasses under the sun, I look at the guava tree that we had planted.
I tried searching her many times. Not because I know she loves me but because I know I can't live without her. I even beg her from her dad . But he said she moved on. And I should not meet her . I never believed him I know my Suhani can never leave me but than I think why should she wait for me.I never respected her .Never gave her what she deserves.She has every right to live with a person who respect her. Who love her.I never moved on. For me Suhani ' s memories are there
"It will be the symbol of our love. We will water it and it will grow into a tree," she had said while planting the sapling. I didn't believed her that time because I use to think I don't love her .
Our love, our tree, still stands there, strong in the storms and rooted at the grounds. The branches sway in the wind and the leaves dance on them.
Lost in the amazement of symbol of our love, I hit my feet against a brick and the newspaper falls from my hand.
As I bend and watch the ground, I give it a kiss because inside, beneath the surface of the earth, resides my sweetheart. ❤️
I don't know what a crap I have written but still pls reply
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