Nirni

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.

I don't love u anymore

Ador watched soap opera Kasauti... a family melodrama..... and dozed off. 


On the other side of metropolitan Kolkata,  Dev was discussing with Bali about a new business venture.  Bali  did not agree.  Dev's  friend Mir was a biomedical engineer.  He used to set up equipments in different  hospitals and diagnostic centres,  pan India.  Be it a CT scan or any other equipment,  he could assemble  them in a jiffy.  His company wanted a marketing manager.  Dev wanted to apply for the said position.  Bali  did not want Dev leave for Mumbai. They forgot about the existence of Ador in their life. 


On the other hand,  Ador left her existing company and joined as business development manager  in a multi national conglomerate  , taking care of sales and business development in Bengal and parts of Orissa, viz Bhubaneshwar and Cuttack. 


 Ador thus had to go for a training program to Mumbai.  Similarly Dev had to go for his scheduled interview to Mumbai.  Both headed towards  airport in their respective cars.


As Dev approached the airport,  he saw a known silhouette in the entry gate  amongst the crowd.  His heart beat fast.  He looked again,  but could not see the familiar frame again.


  He felt he saw Ador. His eyes twinkled,  thinking about her.  When he was standing in queue for the security check,  he felt he saw her again.  This time,  he grew anxious,  thinking what would be her reaction,  if she saw him boarding the same plane.  With so many questions hovering in his mind,  he called her.  


Ador had seen him coming.  For the first time,  in this period of self healing,  did she feel scared.  Her old wounds resurfaced.  She started having a panic attack.  She took zapiz 7.5 mg under her tongue and called up Ita. When Ita  heard Ador,  she told her to calm down and go as per her schedule.  If Dev comes,  then to go with the flow.  "We are always with you,  but there are some roads that you need to travel alone.....  do not fret.  Keep calm.  Then only the other person cannot read your mind" is what Ita  told Ador. 


Ador disconnected the call with a heavy heart. 


 While she was boarding the flight,  another call came.  


She picked it up,  without noticing,  due to her tensed self plus tshe did not want to cause any problem to fellow passengers. 


"Dev here.....it seems you are going to Mumbai.  What a pleasant surprise. "


Dev got his dose of adrenaline, his long lost kick.... he laughed aloud with a twinkle in his eyes as he boarded the same flight.


Ita prayed to the Lord Almighty for a safe flight journey of Ador. 


Ador quickly took a window seat near the tail end of the flight.  There came an old lady  and sat down beside her.  Ador felt relieved.  When the flight was more or less occupied,  a teenage boy came and told the lady,  that he had arranged for a window seat for her.  The lady smiled at her grandson and both left. 


 Ador  looked outside the window... trying to calm her rapidly beating heart. Her mind was calm but her heart was not listening to her mind. 


 When the air hostess came in front of Ador and told her to put on the seatbelt.  She looked up from the window,  to the flight attendant and then to the occupied seat beside her.  


She swallowed her saliva and choked badly.  


Dev was grinning at her with a devious look.


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