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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 · Politique et sciences sociales
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The return

After what Dev said, Ador readily agreed without a second of gap. But Ita was sad.

She spoke a bit loudly for everyone to hear "Marriage is not like buying a saree. Today I liked pure silk, tomorrow I change to linen and then to banarasi. In front of the Holy fire, in the chant of vedic mantras both of you married as per your will. A miscarriage cannot bring an end to it. "

Ador got angry hearing her mother's words.

Gopi who was busy eating, stopped and started listening attentively to what Ita was suggesting.

She chimed in. "Yes, both of you should give each other a chance. Dev wants to improvise both in professional and personal front. At least he deserves a second chance. I know you like him. There is a saying, 'To err is human but to forgive is divine'. Right ?"

Unma did not like where this road was leading too. She wanted to desperately save her sister. She said aloud, " But your son does errs now and then. How many times will my sister forgive him for his wrong doings? He drinks, he takes cigarettes, gutkas. Look at his teeth. Yucks."

Bali became furious.

He said " Watch your tongue, girl? It's my son you are speaking about."

Dev was enjoying every character of this ongoing drama. He blurted out shamelessly.... " But you should hear the soft moans of your sister, when I kiss her and bite her with this small brown teeth of mine.... hahahahaha."

Everybody became silent after Dev's bombardment.

Ador looked at him fuming with rage. Unma looked down. Kir and Ita were looking at the shameless Dev. Bali was feeling proud that his son quietened the blabbering Unma. Gopi got angry. She said "Think before you speak. There are elders present. "

Bali ordered everyone..... "We give the children another chance. If thinks work out it will be fine, if not we will... "

Dev completed " try to make things work. But I need Ador back."

Gopi the butted in. "We take Ador with us today itself. "

Ador looked at her parents thinking they would stop them, but alas.

Gopi said Ador to pack her bags and started on the dessert. Such a foodie. Who thought that she had uncontrolled diabetes.

Ador did not get up to pack her bag.

Seeing this Ita washed her hands and called Unma to help her pack Ador's bags.

Bali excused himself along with wife and son, that they were going to the balcony to get some fresh air as the room felt stuffy. and left.

Ador sat helplessly. Her appetite was lost. Kir said, " You may hate us now, but what we have done is for your own better future. You are only twenty seven years old now. You have a long road ahead. We as parents want the best for you"

Ador replied, " Papa, I don't want to go. They curb my freedom. He manhandles me. He hits me." To which Ita replied while coming out with 2 suitcases and 3 bags followed by Unma, " Patience is a virtue. One who has patience, goes a long way. Who knows you might change him for the better. "

Bali, Gopi, Dev and Ador after having evening tea, with Ador's family left for Durgabari. Ador felt very bad. She saw tear filled Ita and Unma bidding her adieu.

Kir murmured, " It will be difficult for us to meet her again. they will try to keep her away from us, thinking that we will influence her thought process. May God be with her and guide her. We wanted her to be happy, so decided for her. Hope she finds her deserved happiness.... "