A love story- After the fight Part II

They say man proposes god disposes. And how much ever we want, we cannot change whats meant to be. Soumya and Aryan had so many dreams for each other. Some they saw together and some alone. They were sure that nothing can go wrong but god had decided some different things for them.

The next few days after the incident, Soumya didn't know how she survived. She was morose and sick, not physically but deep within.. inside her heart. All she ever wanted was to run to Aryan... She couldn't believe they acted this childishly. They evidently still have too much of emotional baggage.. She realized though that it seems hard right now, she cannot live without Aryan anymore..

She had loved him before yes.. but that love was for an image she made of him...she could survive then.. but now she loved Aryan.. the real man. She has no illusion to hold on to. She knew now what kind of man he is..A man who loved his kid till distraction. One who is hopeful and cheerful even in hard times.. She wanted him.. and yet she wanted to be wanted. Soumya was tired of reaching out to people.. for once she wanted someone to reach out to her.. someone to want her enough to take a risk

As planned the next Saturday, she went to meet Raj. They didn't know anything about Aryan. Soumya didn't know how she will tell them. So with a fake smile and gifts for both Raj and Jenny, a cook book and a bottle of perfume, she reached Breach Candy, where they lived.



"Aww thats so sweet of you.. " Raj already started reading through .."Oh wow.. nice easy recipe I am gonna try it".. thats just like him.

"You spoil us Soumya. Thank you so much" Jenny went inside and kept the perfume on her dresser. Thats totally like her.. They were so different.. chalk and cheese. and yet were the cutest couple around! Why can't I have such a relation? Soumya thought as tears filled her eyes. She turned around to hide it.

Nothing escaped Jenny. She saw the tears but decided to keep quiet until Soumya was ready to reveal whats inside her heart. Knowing her for so long she knew when to dig and when to let it rest. The wound was too raw too deep to dig.

"Raj! Stop reading it now. Soumya is here remember? Talk to her while I set the table." She said to Raj as she moved to the kitchen.
"Oh yeah! In a minute"
"He is hopeless" Soumya smiled. They could always manage to make her smile!
"Oh its your fault! Why did you buy that monster of a book?" She asked mock irritatedly
"Now now you girls don't start on me . You are going to thank me when I serve you the gourmet from this book!" he said laughingly closing the book.

Soumya thanked Jenny. Jenny smiled back understandingly to her.

Just before they sat for the dinner, Soumya hugged both of them.

"I am so lucky to have you both in my life. You are my guardian angels"
"Whats wrong with you girl?" Raj asked
"Trust Raj to spoil the moment" Jenny said "It is a wonder that he proposed me romantically"

They all started to laugh and the dinner went happily enough. Though Soumya picked the food instead of eating. They relaxed with coffee in the living room when Raj asked, "So tell me about your guy wonder"

Soumya felt pain pierce through her heart. "There is nothing to tell Raj. Its over" she said dully.

"What do you mean by that? Did he hurt you girl? I am gonna kill him! how could he do that to you?"

"Raj calm down" Jenny said like she would to a recalcitrant child. Raj said " Alright! Tell me everything. Don't you dare not to"

Soumya was touched like so many times before by their love. She could always depend on them like she couldn't on her family or anyone else. She thought she could on Aryan. But it wasn't meant to be. He didn't love her enough and she couldn't take anything less . She had to accept it she was meant to stay alone.

"Raj he is not a bad guy. He never was and he isn't now. We went out everything was fine. Then we went to our... my flat." she corrected as her voice cracked.

"We went to my flat and then we kissed. It was just too much. The emotions were. Its not like my first relationship or my first kiss. But it was too much for me. I stopped the kiss . I suggested that we move to the patio so that I can catch my breath. I realized that it was special coz I am with him so I decided to leave the caution to the wind and go after love.. after all it was my dream come true. Some dream! It turned into night mare."

"I donno wat went through his mind..he actually apologized for kissing me! "

"That cad!" They said clucking their tongues. They knew just the right words to say.
"Well I gave him nice and proper and then he left and well since then I am a mess. I can't lose him the second time!"
" Then go and get him" Jenny says.
"Why would she go? If he wants let the guy come. My poor baby has been so patient for long now its her chance to ask things from life. Its just not fair" Raj spluttered.
"Don't be stupid Raj! Whats more important her happiness or ego ?" Jenny asked.

"No jenny. Raj is right. I have to wait it out. He has to love me fully. I can't live with a hidden regret. I want it all. When I gave it all am I asking more?"

Jenny sighed. "If you put it that way ... even I want to say you deserve more and all.. All I want is your happiness. As long as you know what you want."

Its been many weeks since that day. Jenny's words echoed in her mind. Late at night. Is it possible for him to miss her and love her? Couldn't she love enough for both of them ? So many times she went to call him. Picked the telephone and put it down.

'Who am I kidding? If he missed me wouldn't he call? I must be the rebound love and now I guess he would have moved to the next lady for all I know'

This doubt made her stop always. Its been nearly 6 months now. Soumya had stopped dating now. Somehow she never could make the effort. She took to walking down the Marine drive. Thinking of their first meeting .. that glance everything.. over and over again. She took to taking alcohol to fall asleep and nowadays that didn't work too. She had graduated to pills.

Looking at Soumya self destructing herself, Raj had started supporting Jenny too but that didn't change her mind. She was waiting.

Soumya was no longer sure what she was waiting for. For Aryan to come or was it for death to come? Each day was just the same. Her work was suffering, her boss concernedly asked her to take off. Told her infact. Everyone one was concerned about her but the person whom she wanted to be...

Such is life isnt it? You keep running behind someone who has no time for you.. and the people who care for you.. you dont have time for them....

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A love story - After the fight - Part I

Aryan was trying hard to keep that fake smile pasted for his daughter et al. He didn't realize until these last few days how much he had fallen for Soumya. How deep his attachment was. He cannot imagine how he will go back and live like nothing happened. But leave he did.

Its been a month since he left Mumbai. Her thoughts , her face kept haunting him. He couldn't stay awake and he couldn't sleep. His dream was all about her.. kissing her.. just being with her.
Where ever he went, whatever he did reminded him of her. He had never realized how much entrenched she was in his life... he used to wake up to her voice and sleep to that too and in between too he would get her sms, offliners etc etc.. She knew more about him then anyone else.. she was there when he needed someone and he had hurt her..

He couldn't take it anymore. He had stopped going online and like when Prachi left, he started drinking hard again. It was tough when Prachi left.. but this was tougher. Somehow he had some inkling of the fact that she may leave. And this was unexpected. He wanted so much for this to work..

Days passed by and it was Diwali again. Time for Akshay to come. 6 months since they parted. And Aryan was still the same.. if anything it was worser than before.. sunken eyes and sad face. Akshay was shocked!

"I know its none of my business but you got to talk to me! This wont work! Look at you! and look at pinky! See how sad she looks"

"I can't stay alone anymore Akshay. I have tried and I failed! I thought I loved Prachi and yet the depth of feeling I have for her is not same as I had for Soumya!" he broke down and started crying.

Akshay kept quiet until he cried and the asked." Tell me about her! Why are you guys not together? Everything was fine that day when you guys went to Esselworld!"

"I don't know what went wrong! Everything did! She is so beautiful so successful! Why would she want to be with someone who has a kid from earlier marriage?"

"Did she say that ?" Akshay asked incredulously.

"How can she ? she is too sensitive for that! She can only be friends with me and I want more! I hurt her! How I wish I hadn't kissed her!"

"Tell me what happened not what you think!"

"Okay. We had amazing time! Joking and all.. then we went to her flat. Pinky already slept. We shared a coffee and then we kissed. I was good while it lasted and then she froze. I dunno why!"

"Was she enjoying it?"
"Most definitely"
"Why didn't you ask what went wrong then?"
"What's there to ask? She was too sophisticated for me! Thats just about it. I apologized for it"
"You did?"
"Yeah! and she.. "
"Yes what did she say ?"
"That we are consenting adults exploring possibilities and that It didn't work out!"

"Isnt it possible that she was scared of the emotions you invoke in her and then well she might want some time and not the total break up and your apologizing hurt her?"

"I dont know!"

"Did she try to contact you ?"
"No"
"Did you?"
"How can I?"
"I think you should. Clear it off! If nothing, you can still be friends"
"I don't wanna be friends and see her go with someone else!"
"I still think you should call and talk to her. I feel its your insecurity in regards to her that is hindering your relationship"
"Thanks! That feels just great!"

Akshay keeps quiet after that. They start talking about other stuff. General things his life, office etc etc etc.

In the night, they hear Pinky murmuring in her sleep.

"I don't wanna live. I made my daddy cry. Aunty would be still with dad if I wasn't there. god take me away. Why Aunty hates me? And mom too? God! I don't want dad to hate me too. I want to die"

Aryan couldn't take it. He held his kid and cried. Akshay took him out of the room and put him to sleep.

In the morning, it was time for Akshay to leave. Before leaving he said, " Don't live in regret later on. If your love is strong get answers! She loved you in college you know that! Why can't she love you now? If you can so can she. The fact that she was with you all these days proves that! Go get her! If not for you then for Pinky"

That was a mean thing to say. Akshay knew that but he just had to. When he saw Aryan's pained eyes, he wished he didnt..

Few days later Aryan called.

"I am coming to Mumbai " he said.

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Deception - Chapter 2

" Why did you marry her?" I asked . We were sitting in the roadside deli near Mr Ranganathan's Clinic. One week after our first meet, I finally decided to pay him a visit.

Akriti and I were on talking terms. Thats just about it. The relation was strained, almost on tethers. I was stressed out . She was mercurial and exacting . Could say frequently exasperating.. however I cannot deny I had a blast with her. Her wry sense of humor and heavenly cooking compensated for everything. I needed a break! And gentle and warm nature of Ananth was just that....

It was a beautiful morning .. birds chirping.. a nice day for picnic and Ananth was an interesting person.. still charming..I could feel that I am being sweet to him.. and knowing that didn't stop me either.. such was his charm...No wonder he was successful... his patients responded to him really well... Not surprisingly most his patients are women ...

So I asked, " What made you marry her? I know she seduced you".

" You should understand.. she couldn't have seduced me if i didn't want it.. but I did. I fell in love her"
" Akru did tell me about your love story... But I am interested about after the marriage thing.. When did this accusations start?"

" Around 5 years after we married. She started playing mind games with me initially. She was bored of marriage. Wanted some fun.. but only with me"
" What do you mean by fun?"
" Well.... She would make me beg for sex and yet won't sleep in my bed. be jealous of each of my patients... and when I became really angry... she would continue to tease me.. till I cudnt bear anymore... thats when I would force her.. and then it would be amazing... "

I gazed at him for sometime trying to gauge if he was saying the truth. He convinced me.

" So.. she forced you to rape her and you did... and what was amazing about it?"
" I didn't rape her! She is my wife for god sake! I did act rude.. but eventually it was mutual... a little rough than usual may be but not rape..."
" Okay. Please continue. You know what I want to hear.."

He sighed but continued in a dispassionate and pinched voice..

" You don't believe me do you?"
" I don't know what to believe. I am just trying fit the pieces to get the whole picture"
" Well I don't blame you. I know its hard for you.. you like us both", he said understandingly.

For some reason, this made me defensive.

" I try hard to not get involved with my work emotionally."

" But you are failing right now. My wife has this effect on everyone. I still couldn't figure out why..."
"Excuse me!!", I said exasperatedly.. I didn't like his high handedness!

" Sometimes, I believe in what my wife says. She is so mesmerizing "

I stopped and let him talk.. coz he was saying the truth.. she was that.. a master story teller!

" She was such an beautiful wench.. and willful.. and hurt.. but like a lioness.. vicious.. the things she has seen and undergone.. we cant even imagine.. even if we r psychologists.. that experience is hers.. and she is marked for life.. she needs help yes... I give the best thing possible.. I give her love" , he said that looking into my face.. with tears in his eyes.. with utter sincerity that left me shaken..

" I... don't know what to say.." I said.

" I am sorry. Its just that I love her so much.. but she is so hurt that.. she doesn't understand the language of care.. just that she needs time.."

He was getting emotional I could see.. just to change subject I said, "Tell me about your kids.. how do they take all this stuff?"

"They don't know anything.. "

"You know thats bull crap"

This was a wrong thing to say coz he visibly closed up.. I wonder why I neevr realized how shoddily I handled this case... If anyone else did notice no one said anything...

He said, "They are safe and in boarding school. I never ever would let them be affected by this.."

"And you think that being away from family would help them achieve that? "

He decided to keep quiet...

The silence was broken by a phone call... his mobile rung...

"Hi, How are you Rubiya? Oh thats just gr8! Am so proud of you..." I was not paying attention but the name caught my mind.. it was one of the lady Akriti had mentioned in her story.. one who was supposed to be in love with him and one with whom he had affair...

"Hey I am with.... you know... So I will call you later okay? Yes I will be there in the party and yes I will come alone.. I wont spoil your party dear.. I promise.. bye"

"I want to meet her" I said.

"Who?"

"This Lady Rubiya! She is the one mentioned in your wife's statement"
"I am sorry, I cant make you meet my client"
"I can ask her permission. Let her choose"
"She has nothing to do with this.. My wife is lying! I told you why..She is insecure and delusional.. you know this is clear cut kleinian situation!"

'
--In those cases in which the significance of reality and real objects as reflections of the dread internal world and images has retained its preponderance, the stimuli from the external world may be felt to be nearly as alarming as the phantasied domination of the internalized objects, which have taken possession of all intuitive and to whom the ego feels compulsively bound to surrender the execution of all activities and intellectual operations, together of course with the responsibility for them'

This is exactly whats happening with her! She fears me coz in our relationship I am the giver.. So in rebellion she cries foul and when I nurture her she is back to normal!"

"Dr. Ananth. I know you are more experienced than me. However, I do not have any back ground knowledge about your wife. I am here to investigate if there is any truth in her claims. And I plan to find that out. I dont care about what you think. I need answers and I will get it whether you are comfortable with it or not"

My voice had a timbre more than my usual one. I was irritated and it showed... I felt more drained than I usually am!

Soon I left the deli and went for a walk.. I had to clear my mind there were just too many impressions.. What exactly is true.. their love or the ugly scar on her face??

I received an SMS.. it was Dr Ananth.. he had sent Rubiya's phone number and few others too.. The ladies he was supposed to have relations with....

It was late in the evening around 8:00 I was out with Shlok having dinner when I got a call..

"Hello. I am Rubiya.. we need to talk.. are you free?"

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hello readers...

Hello readers! Yes you guys trying to read this story.. Wondering who is this addressing you ? I am a character created by this crazy lady!Names Parthasarathy... If you tell this to anyone or call me that I will break your bones..

Call me Parth.

Ah how rude isn't it? Thats me.. always.. if only this weirdo won't try to reform me! I am tired of writers playing god! Deciding our life.. Who gave them the right? Well its my life and I have decided to rebel.. So here I am talking to you!

If you don't like me.. scram! I will talk anyways... I wont waste much of your time.. I am busy too.. got some chicks to bum some beer to guzzle..

So here's the story

Scene : Sunday Afternoon in a pub

Yes. I was sitting all by my own listening to death metal *yeah I can see her cluck her tongue*

So I was listening to music.. head banging.. and i see my Sardarji! *there she clucks again.. politically correct insipid gal!*

Mr S. was sitting alone too.. which was weird.. we r regulars u see.. Mr Over loud guffawing S. being quiet is rare.. n I was enjoying the fact.. but u see with 4-5 mugs under his bulging belt , he was bawling like a 4 year old kid.. *sigh*

"Jeez! I mean hasnt anyone told him how ugly he looks when he is crying?"

Having nothing better to do... I walked over to him to talk * it was boredom not goodwill will u stop ? *

Sorry readers, it was that damn pushy woman again.. trying to interfere! I mean who can ever confuse me for 'do gooder two shoes'?!

So I walked over to him.. it didn't take more than 5 min for me to understand what the issue was... Its nothing new... the age old story of married couple!

Every time he watches sports on TV * which is on every holiday* she wants him to spend some "quality time" or whatever that is.. when he doesnt, it starts the tirade of you dont love me anymore...

This time they had this huge fight where both said all kinda crap n now he is regretting it... Also is very hurt!

After 12 years of marriage one would expect things r better.. I mean the la di da lady must know if a bloke sticks around for so long he must be a sap at head.. or in love.. got to say for a woman to cry for him.. she has to be half mad... from his story she seemed that anyways!
Really the lady must b happy that he returns to her even after her wrinkles and all.. But if only wishes were horses!

i listened to him for 30 min. paid for his beer and yet he wont stop! I mean there is so much a guy can listen to.. even if you are bored! So I decided its high time I did something

Me: Sji, mere paas na ik kamaal ka idea hai ji bhabhi ko hamesha ke liye is shikayat se door rakhne ka

S: Oh chak de phatte, bata bata ki gal hai ?

Me: You got to follow everything i say okay ?

S: oye theek hai ji! If you can get ***preet stop complaining.. I sure will do it ji.. but wat is it ?

Me: See, all she wants is to be reassured that you love her. Just tell her that you love her but in a different way...

S: Oye isme ki nayi baat hai ? I keep telling her all the time! She never believes.. I dunno why she doesn't! We had love marriage ji! Bhagake legaya uske gharse! If i don't love her who does?

Me: Arre suno toh! You would say that in a different way!

S: What way ji ?

Me: I will go to her and set the stage.. you come after 15-20 min *whispers*

*I know you wanna know what it is.. but you got to wait :P :P*

S: I know my ***preet. She wont fall for this!

Me: Lagi shart ?

S: Oye theek hai.. lag gayi 1000-1000 ki.. meri wife ko mein nahi jaanunga kya ?

Me: Okay will do. Wait for me here.. I will be back by 30 min.

I reach his place....

Mrs. S was busy crying bucketfuls and gobbling up them chocolates. With an audience of neighbors commiserating... The moment I said I am Sji's friend.. the neighbors gave such dirty looks as if I am his lover.. God! I was like stepping into the lions den literally.. And man it was 5 hours since they fought.. how much can this woman cry ?

I mean if i wasn't a mutt head enough to suggest helping sardarji.. I would have video-taped it and sent it to them Guinness world records guys.. there has to be a record for this too.. am sure our Indian females wud top the list!

So back to the story. I told mrs S. I have something to tell her.. and I went ahead to tell her that Mr. S. might leave her then what will she do ? she can't even go back home.. wudn't she be wiser to make peace with Mr S.

Okay I agree this is not what I told Mr S. that I would be saying.. Do you see him agreeing? Ofcourse not!

But It was true.. mrs S had no where to go.. her kids were young she old and her family considers her dead! Someone had to make her see the light. But does she thanks me for it?

Whooping no!

She started crying bucketfuls again.. cursing him even more loudly..

And fate played its cards too! I mean what the heck!

Sardarji made his entry.. I was nearly toast.. Wondering how I escaped? Well it was coz of mrs S. she cried so much that everybody including him concentrated on her...

Well the rest of the story is comical to extreme. him saying he loves her.. and she is not old at all.. am a crazy old bachelor! * how dare he.. crazy bachelor is okay but old???* what the fuck.... things i listen to for friends...

And he continued that I wanted her for myself * god forbid! I wud choose to kill myself before that!* and thats why.. I actually lied..

This fanned the latent ego in the lady's heart.. she decided to forgive him and he decided to spend quality time with her.. he had nearly lost her n learnt his lessons etc etc

And me?

Erm I was thrown out of the house forever banned.. and Mr S. is not supposed to visit the pub i visit.. on the positive side.. he got the rights to drink at home...

Any sane person would thank me.. if I hadn't lied to him and her...

Ah well thats how the world is.. so.. am back to my pub world...

That And what about that bet money? he forgot that conveniently.. that Two-timing Troglodyte! Dunderheaded coconut!

Well I guess so here I am.. drowning my misadventures in beer....


Author's note: The curses can be found here

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