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I don't love u anymore

As one grows up, in the Indian subcontinent, marriages are arranged. This story revolves around a boy, who was immature enough to get married, shoved into the rat race of work and earning money and before he could realise his goals in life clearly, he was put into an arranged marriage. As years go by, he though bodily matured, but emotionally still a boy gets involved into alcoholism, smoking, women, gambling. He took his arranged marriage as part of life's adjustments. I don't love you anymore is contradictory as he falls in love with his wife past 25 years of marriage, whereby he realises, friends who seemed friends actually, were enemies in disguise.He goes for rehabilitation, due to alcoholic tendencies but does not recover. He does not succeed in business world and feels all these bad things that are happening to him is because of his wife. She is the greatest bad luck in his life is what he feels. He never loved his wife, from the first day of marriage, took her just for sexual needs, made her his 24*7 secretary, beat her to pulp due to alcoholism and frustration. But she never left his side. As years go by, he sees his wife as the only strongest pillar of his life. So when at the age of 60, he thinks of telling her his true feelings for her, his wife says that she has moved on in life. Now that her children are grown up, she is tired of his bickering and fights. She confessed, I don't love u anymore and goes to enrol in an old age home, to live a life without any pain and emotional struggle. Even when you look at the book cover of two ducklings, here in this book, looking at opposite directions, this also has a lot of significance, as per the storyline. Both are in the same pail, as in marriage, at a young age, tied to the family, but both looking in opposite ways. One into family bond, taking care of in law's, children, daily grocery shopping, cooking and doing all household chores. The other has his life outward bound, partying around, drinks and friends, women, gambling, earning money and travelling distant lands, passports filled with visas of countries around the world, no strings attached to the family. As years fly by and things don't change in the scenario, the wife at old age walks out of marriage, to lead a life as per her choice, at 62 years, the man has now stabled up and looks forward to live his old age along with his wife, but here is the cliche, she simply walks out without looking behind to a life where she relentlessly always gave without any returns or favours asked. She walks towards an unknown voyage at old age where nobody expects anything from her and she does not expect anything from anyone, a house she would learn to call her home, an old age home..... This is my first attempt in weaving a story. I would appreciate for a genuine feedback from my supporters in the form of comments, votes and spirit stones. I was unwell for the past month and a half , so the speed has lessened, but I will not fail in weaving my thoughtsand pen them down at the earliest. Your genuine feedback will help spark my imagination.

Nirni · Realistic
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55 Chs

Back to India

Ador with the help of the bouncer duo took Dev inside a cab. It was an expensive ride, though it was a walking distance, back to the hotel, but this money could have been saved if Dev was in his right frame.

Within 3 hours their chauffeur driven car came to take them back to the airport for their drop. Dev had a splitting headache. So he kept his mouth shut. Ador took charge.

She helped with the trolley and kept Dev at the lounge before she went for some last minute shopping at the airport itself. Women really love to shop until they are broke, is true.

Once inside the plane, Dev fell asleep and Ador was looking through the magazines. This time the attendant said, due to bad weather there might be turbulence. Inconvenience regretted. Ador did not understand why the Air hostess said, regretful. But when she did feel the turbulence... well she really got frightened.

She kept on praying to all her Gods', fearing her inner demons of a flight crash.

They landed in India. Dev was back to his normal bossy self with his much bigger egoistic attitude. Ador was feeling tired.

They headed towards Durgabari. Amal, their chauffeur from home, had driven all the way to receive them.

While on their way back, Dev stopped the car and dropped at banana leaf restaurant for some idli sambhar, as he missed Indian food.

When they reached, Gopi gave them a warm welcome. She said she did not have lunch and was waiting for some juicy stories of south east.

Bali entered the dining room, saw the trio and on a very serious tone, said. " It is shameful that my son goes to a prostitute for his needs, when he has a wife to satiate him. Why did you marry after all??? "

There was pin drop silence in the dining hall .