Memories of you

Love is the most beautiful feelings in our life. I am also in love. Specifically in a relationship with rayma. We are in love since the college days and then in varsity. We are passing good days. She loves to sit in the right side of rickshaw and put her head in my shoulder holding my hands too tightly. On special occasions she gets the immense happiness on getting a rose and a book from me. Nothing more is needed for her to be happy apart me. In the winter mornings, she used to hug so tightly that i could feel the warm beats of her heart.Varisty classes, hangouts, making love.Days were so beautiful we were on our own paradise making our life's beautiful plans.

From your family there was continuous pressure for marriage one after another somehow you had to reject them. I had no job how will you say to your father about me? Oh! One more barrier. Our religion. I am from a muslim family and you belong to a hindu family. Which we kept ignoring without thinking of the reality and drown in the sea of love.

At a time we couldn’t keep that relation hidden anymore so we had to disclose about us to your family first. But what happened there? Your father slapped you in front of me and get me out of the house hearing about my different religion. You were confined in the four walls of a room and your father complaint my family and threaten them to file a case against me if i ever go near you. From the family i got no support. We lost complete connection as you father broken your phone and locked you in a room. I tried a lot ways to just talk to you for 2 minutes at least, done a lot to see you for a glance and everytime i got lost i could get in touch of you.

Gradually i was sinking in the darkness of my life.people say drugs could lesser ones pain.There was not any kind of drugs or addiction i haven’t tried to remove those pains but i couldn’t and i ended up to kill myself time by time. My family sent me to rehabilitation centre forcedly. Somehow i escaped from that rehabilitation center with no money in pocket. I was just walking and walking in a desire to see you because i was just dying in the crave to see you one more time. I walked almost a full day without any meal or anything and at last standing in front of your house and shouting by your name like an insane. When someone said that you were married off 20 days ago i was seeing everything dark around me. I also known that you have attempted suicide two times but got lucky or unlucky somehow that they rescued you.

Its one year now of your marriage. You accepted your new life.Like most of the girls you lost to the reality and trying to make a new paradise. Expecting a baby to born soon. On your anniversary day, When your husband asked for a anniversary gift you wished to visit me.Really? Who will agree i laugh. But he agreed and let you to come to me.You come to my village a little kid took you to where i am. You kept the pregnancy report on the top of my grave and started to cry continuously. You are remembering the promisees and the memories we had dreamt together. Your tears are dropping into my grave. The more you get into those memories the more you are crying.

So guys that's it. First time tried something like writing a story. So please let me know how was it. I will be very pleased on hearing from you. Thank you for your time.Follow me for getting connected with me.