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 had put her heart and soul in her new company and was working her assistant of,  to be in limelight for a good appraisal in next year. 


On a Sunday,  when the foursome  were having lunch, there was a knock in the main gate.  Since Ita was serving the dishes of mutton curry and saffron rice on the dining table,  she went to answer the bell. 


She opened to see,  Gopi,  Bali and Dev, standing outside. 


Dev walked in shamelessly followed by Gopi and Bali. Gopi was all smiles  seeing the good food.  She said "may we join in, we have skipped our lunch at home,  just to be with you all. " 


 Bali  looked at Hoping,  bewildered that she would sell off the family without a blink of the eye.  He felt disgusted.  Ador looked at Bali and then at Dev, who was eyeing her with longing.  Ador replied in the negative. 


Bali got angry.  He never liked Ador from the beginning.  He wanted to leave then and there.  Since they had just started eating , Kir left the dining table,  to join the trio who were sitting in the sofa.  Seeing this Unma  also got  up and washed her hands.  It was Adorable,  who was the only one seated, who completed her lunch fully before getting up.  She looked at Bali right in the eyes and said, "It is not good to leave your half eaten food in the table,  ain't it? " 


She then went to clean herself up.  Dev was silently watching his pataka  wife.  These three months of separation had made her a strong headed woman.  He thought Bali would face difficulty in the future. 


 Hoping,   to get some taste of well cooked meal,  Gopi asked for lunch,  as to which Ita invited her to sit in chair adjacent to the dining table.


While Gopi  was enjoying lunch,  the rest were all silent spectators,  eyeing Gopi and the opposite party.  Ador who was sitting opposite Dev,  said, " it's already been three months we are living separately,  three more months before we start legally for separation as per law.  


Dev got angry.  "Why wait for three months.  If you don't like me,  Divorce me then. "


To which Ita chimed in, " No Jamai  Raja  ,no.  Ador does not mean what she says.  A few minutes ago she was all praises about Durgabari and now after seeing you,  she is spurting all nonsense. "
