‘I love luv storys’
Some days back, my friend was relating a story. It was about one of
her uncles. She was very fond of him, though they were not closely
related. He loved children but had none of his own. He had never married
since he could not forget his first love.
We will call him ‘M’ and she will be ‘K’. M loved K though she was
not so well off or educated as he. She changed his lifestyle and turned
his world upside down. He used to lead a carefree life.
A love story
His favourite past times were hanging out with his friends, playing
the guitar and sports. Then there came a time when he began to admire
the opposite sex but he never played with their emotions or gave them
M may not have been the best looker in town but there was a boyish
charm around him. Girls fell for him in dozens but he took care to let
them down slowly. You see he was a very sensitive person and felt
His friends used to bug him. They didn’t understand why he kept to
himself. Days rolled on. Then he met K and it was like a collusion
between two worlds. He fell unconditionally and uncontrollably in love.
Gone were the happy-go-lucky days. He was more serious - a man with a
mission and a future. He built castles in the air, piling each stone
with sweat, blood and dreams. But he did not guess that that the castle
was made out of sand and all it took was one tidal wave to shatter its
walls and bring it crumbling to the floor.
While he was away labouring for their future she was being married
off to another back at home. He returned to beg for her hand only to be
handed a dagger to pierce his heart.
M never married. His days were spent in solitude, with only a bottle
to keep him company. His friends tried to comfort him. His family tried
to dig him out of his grave. They said time would heal. Yes, it did in a
His fits of depression mellowed and the visible tears dried out. But
nobody could comfort his shattered soul. No one was able to mend his
broken heart. The only solace he found was in his cousin’s children.
They sought advice from him in their adolescence because he understood.
He passed away this year. K heard the news. We do not know what kind
of emotions went through her mind. All we know is that she is part of a
broken home – a single mother with a couple of mouths to feed. Isn’t it
funny that something so beautiful could give and take life? It makes you
think that legendary love stories were not just fiction. They really
exist. Romeo and Juliet, Anthony and Cleopatra, Lancelot and Guinevere,
Tristan and Isolde, Orpheus and Eurydice, Salim and Anarkali, Shah Jahan
and Mumtaz Mahal, Heer Ranjha.... the list goes on. Mine is one yet to
be written. It has a beginning, drama, comedy and climax... but it has
yet to find an end.