“ I am born out of a wedlock and have never seen my father” was her biggest complaint. As a teen, she could barely find solace in the assurance that she was a love child born out of deep love and affection between two persons. It was too deep a philosophy for her to understand the complexities of human lives, their social constraints, their limits and helplessness. A couple who love each other cannot always get married and it is their love that let one see the constraints and shines the light to move on.
“ Life's not fair!”was the first thought that came to her mind this morning. She could feel that he was gone. And, soon this house, this bedroom, the furniture, the garden with the trees they planted together will have little meaning. The hibiscus, the rose, the marigold in the garden will lose their colours and look pale.
They both agreed that this relationship was on borrowed time with no future of its own. The temptation of stealing this period of togetherness weighed much heavier than being with someone else for eternity. Now that he is gone, it was the strangest feeling she ever had.
Maybe it is her destiny that she was re-living a chapter from her mother’s life or perhaps it was coded into her genes...

Very well told story...
ReplyDeletefelt sorry for the girl in the end!
It was a choice she made. I'm sure she'll find sunshine again.
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