Sunday, December 7, 2014

Letting Go




Heena is getting married to a guy, whom her parents chose for her, but she is madly in love with Angad.

To break this news to him, she decides to meet him at his place.

Heena: I love you, and can't live without you. But...
Angad: Love you too shona baby!

Heena embraces Angad in a tight hug and kept hugging him tighter and tighter. Angad sensed that something has gone awfully wrong, and broke the hug. He made her sit on his lap, took her face in his hands, locked his eyes with hers, and spoke with love, "I am always with you sweetheart, you can tell me what's bothering you?"

She hugged him again, "I am getting married."

Angad's heart stopped beating, and a tear traced itself on his left cheek. For the first time, there was an awkward silence between them, in which Heena's heart was thumping loudly and Angad's was losing its beats.

Finally, with a lot of courage Angad spoke "Then, I guess, this is the last time we are meeting as 'US'."

"No, don't even think of that, I love you and we will meet like we are meeting now."

"What?"

Once again Angad broke the hug, made her stand and steadied himself too, paced along the length of the room a few times, not caring of the tears that were welling from his eyes. Then, he made her sit on the chair, and sat on his knees himself; took her hands in his, and spoke with the confidence of a grown up man who is madly in love.

"Let's tell your parents about us!"

"I can't, they won't understand."

"They will, we will make them understand, we will convince them for our marriage."

"You don't know my parents."

"But, I know how much we love each other."

"I can't tell them." There was a long pause and she spoke again, "I am getting married to the guy of their choice. And I love you and can't live without you. So, we will have to meet like this only. I am yours, and will always be."

"I can't do this. I don't want to be the reason for your infidelity to your husband. Either you are mine or you are not."

"I am yours only, but I can't go against my parents."

"And, I can't share you with anyone. Even that thought kills me. It's like dying thousands and thousands of deaths at a time, and living again, only to die again."

"I l-l-love you" she said, with trembling lips.

"I love you too, and I am ready to face the entire world for you, if only you have the courage to hold my hand."

"My parents will kill you."

"Death will be a piece of cake compared to the pain I am in."

"I am yours, and I will always be with you, He will be my husband for the world, but I am and will always be yours."

"Sorry!"

"You, yourself said that our destinies are entwined with each other. And moreover, we always find each other in the end, even if we don't want to." She said this with a hope to change his decision and make him ignore his principles.

"They were entwined; we used to find each other. But, from this moment on, I am fighting against the fates."

"Are you breaking up with me?" she asked with a disheartened voice.

"I am letting you go." Angad replied with the calmness that precedes the storm.

"Is it breakup?"

"Hold my hand, and I will make it certain that our parents bless us for our marriage. Don't make that effort and I am sure I won't see you again."

"So, this is it. You are breaking up with me." She spoke with anger

"No, it means I am waiting for you to be mine, I am waiting for you to declare our love to your parents and to the world. I am yours and will always be, I am waiting for you to make an effort for us, and when you will do that, you will find me beside you. I will accept you even after you have become a mother to 3 or 4 kids, I will accept you even after you are grandmother to 16 or 17 kids. But, I won't accept you, when you're someone else's life partner."

"I will kill myself; I will commit suicide, if you ever said you will break up with me."

With a heavy heart Angad replied with an uncertain firmness in his voice, "you can't scare me with these blank threats."

"I love you, please don't do this" pleaded Heena.

"Relationships demand time and effort, and you are not willing to invest either, but you want to reap the benefits of the relationship with these threats of killing yourself. You are not scared of losing me; it is just that you have become habitual of sharing everything with me, I am like a diary to you. You are not scared of losing me; you are scared of losing an ear to your colloquy. You are not scared of losing me; you are scared if you will ever find a shoulder to cry on. You are not scared of losing me; you are scared if that guy will treat you like I do. You are just not scared of losing me."

"That's not true." spoke Heena, although she knew herself that she was lying.

"You can't lie to me, so don't lie to yourself too."

There was silence, an uncertain calmness in that silence, and that calmness was indicative of the tears that will be shed not from Angad's eyes, but from his heart. Angad went to the door, gathered his remaining courage, opened the door and spoke, "This is the last time you are seeing me. Don't expect any replies from me. Take care." And he gestured her to leave while his heart bled out tears of blood.


Love isn't about forcefully having someone with whom you feel comfortable. It is about putting lots and lots of effort and time in understanding someone, their needs, their dreams, and make them your own, so that they can be happy, even if they are not with you.