Saturday, 12 January 2013

i tried... but it just wasn't you...i was dealing with.

Rehaan woke up...
His head felt like a rock...and the whole room seems like revolving around him.
A sigh escaped his mouth. And then he saw... The whole room was a mess.

Books scattered over the floor...flower vase broken...lying at the bedside... Tv still on...
 He got up and looked in the other room...kitchen...in balcony...upstairs...but she wasn't there. He felt pale... Where could she be? He picked up his phone and dialled her no... Switch off???? What the hell??
He couldn't figure out what the hell happened...and he couldn't even remember what happened last night.

He decided to go outside to find her... But... There was something on the floor.
No its can't be... No way...

But yes it was... How the hell is it possible?
There were blood droplets... He thought it aloud this time-"what the hell has happened here!!!" and where is Ananya?

He called her again and again... Switch off... And then he saw it... A kettle and his breakfast ready on the kitchen table...and there was a note... Its sunday...where would she hav gone
the note...unlike all other times... Was written neatly and properly... As if she was not in a hurry.
Oh...its a letter...but why would she write a letter...
 He read-
Rehaan,
you remember the day when you have proposed me? You said- you love me...you will always love me. I believed you.

The day when you asked me marry you...your vows were all about the love we share...and that we will give each other all the happiness...this world can offer.again i believed you.
But
I left my parents...my family for you...
you said...we are each other's family...
You will always be my side...i believed you.

But i realized it yesterday...that everything you told me was a lie... A big fat lie. You don't love me...you don't care for me.

one year has passed since the day we started this small lil world of ours...and it was our anniversary... Our first marriage anniversary...and you hurted me... I tried again and again...but you came home drunk...each day... No matter what day or date. You have hurted me so much...but my love for you...had just transformed me into a mild viewer...i hated to see you this way...but thought you need some time and space...

 But last night...you slapped me... That slap wasn't just on my face...but my trust...my love.
I was lying on floor... My nose bleeding...my cheek all red...and with tears in my eyes...
And you just went to our bedroom...switched on the tv...and slept PEACEFULLy.


I tried...for you...for myself...for the love we shared...for our past.

But this is not what i wanted.
Till now i used to think.. eloping was my biggest mistake... Or maybe loving you was.

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