HER UNUSUAL REVENGE
HER UNUSUAL REVENGE
It was just fifteen days past our marriage and I was still living in my dream, the dream that has been blossoming into reality unveiling it’s leafs one by one. Intoxication, my days were just like intoxications and so were the nights and I was a princess flying over it. I never imagined life can ever be this beautiful. Initial days were filled with celebrations and guest and it’s only a few days that we were back in my husband Ronit’s flat and I was trying to manage our new life together. Ours was an arranged marriage. Our parents decided our alliance some two years back which followed a quick engagement ceremony as Ronit had to go for his doctorate study in Delhi University for two years. I liked Ronit the first time I looked at him, a genuine person by nature, who is always eager to take care of everyone around him, try to make everyone around him happy. It was just like a fairytale, the love at first sight kind of. Last two years were like two hundred years for me and finally I was back with Ronit, to spend my rest of life in dream.
It was my time completely as Ronit went office. There were a lot of things to do to run the household and I loved doing these things myself, so that Ronit could feel my lovely presence in every single thing he touches inside the house. While watering the houseplants, I looked at the little scratch on my left hand, over the brown coloured mehendi design of marriage, which was had not faded completely till then. It was when one of my glass bangle broke that left a mark in my hand, for me to recall back the pain and pleasure associated with it. Suddenly I heard the doorbell ringing,……..oh , it might had been ringing for quite some time and I might had been engrossed in my World. It was the postman, the most unexpected visitor for me. It might be some official matter for Ronit, I thought as I picked the envelope, otherwise who writes letters in this age of E-mail. But surprising, the envelope was meant for me, as I read with disbelieve my name written on it, in no ambiguous term. I was more than surprised; I didn’t know the proper postal address of this flat myself. How someone else could know it, I wonder. I tried to recall the faces of all possible people who could send me a letter in this new address as I opened the envelope.
It was a hand written long letter. I marvelled who could send me such a long hand written letter. I didn’t even remember when I read a hand written letter last, might be some years if not decade ago. The handwriting was wonderful and I didn’t have any problem reading it as I went through the heart shaking material of the letter.
Dear Sumi
You don’t know me but I know you. There’s something I want you to know. It’s about Ronit, yes, the wonderful person you married a fortnight back……the same guy we both love.
I could feel my heart beating faster. I sat down in the nearest place available, didn’t bother to see where I was sitting. I just wanted to sit somewhere to make myself calm down.
I met Ronit in Delhi University where he was doing his Ph.D. It was raining heavily that day when my car broke down as I was trying to drive back after the day’s classes were over. Rain in Delhi is a rare thing and people run here and there for shelter and to find their way back home. With an unmoving car, I was at a loss amongst these sudden heavy rainfalls without being able to decide what to do when Ronit, an unknown stranger till then came for my rescue.
Yes, that’s the way he is, always ready to help others, I thought.
Since we were in the same campus, our roads kept on crossing each other now and then, that we passed each other with a friendly smile or a wave. Then one day we met in the campus canteen. As he was not getting a place to sit in the crowded place, I asked him to join my table. Anyway I wanted to thank him. We started talking casually. He talked about his background. He was really very serious about his study and wanted to finish his Ph.D at the earliest possible since he wanted to go to his family back home soon. He didn’t like Delhi. How could he like! A cold place like Delhi could hardly satisfy him, where people mind only their own business. Ronit was different and I liked him instantly, the only genuine smile I had seen in years. By the time we parted our ways some one hour later, we exchanged our numbers. Ronit’s boyish grin and friendly behavior stayed with me, even till days after our meeting, until finally I made a call to him. We met again, this time as we planned, not by chance as our earlier meetings. By the end of our second cup of coffee together, we were talking like old friends and just realized how friendless we both were within the campus. Not only campus, might be in life too. We had more things inside our hearts to share, which were stored unshared for years perhaps. We liked each other, liked each other’s company, liked spending time together and slowly we became best of friends. Then one fine day Ronit told me that his heart used to be filled with my thought all the time, something he didn’t want to happen. I was curious, after all there’s no harm even we are more than friends. Then he told me about you, that he was engaged to you, that you would be married the moment his study is over.
I knew it will be like that, Ronit was like that, he could never cheat on anyone and definitely not me, I felt relieved.
We stopped meeting each other as Ronit desired. It broke my heart. It was during this separation that I realized that Ronit was more than a friend to me; I was madly in love with him. Still I kept my promise and didn’t try to meet or connect Ronit. It was painful, but if that was what Ronit want, I was more than happy to suffer any amount of pain for his happiness.
I felt my tears falling over my cheeks; I could actually feel the pain and love of this unknown stranger.
Ronit called me to meet him finally after ten days. It was only then he told me, that he was equally unhappy during these separation days…….that it was impossible for him to spend a day without thinking about me, without meeting me. Nothing more was needed to bring two hearts together. We forgot all limits of time, space and life. Since that day we were together for every single moment possible till the time Ronit went back. We never discussed his engagement or anything ever. We wanted to live to the fullest whatever time the destiny keeps for us. We didn’t want to spoil even a single fraction of time thinking about the uncertain future.
I’ve no complain about Ronit. He never made me any commitment. And he went back after his study is over to fulfill the commitment he made to you. This was the way it should be. He has left me the memories of two years, of days and nights with which I can live the rest of my life. I can still feel his presence in every single object of my house, it’s furniture, its walls, curtains, kitchen, sofa…….. everywhere,…….. in me, my body, my heart and my soul.
But it’s only you because of whom I lost the love of my life. I’m not such a great person to let you have all the wonders of this world where I’ll spend my life crying alone, suffering from the torment of unsatisfied love. That’s why I wrote you this letter. Now on, whenever you will be together, even in your most intimate moments, I’ll be behind your mind like a shadow, which you’ll never be able to forget completely. That’s all I want. I want to be with you when you’re with him………and you’ll never be able to be with him alone, that whenever you touch him, it will be over my touch only, the touch that is printed over his heart & soul…..this is the way I wanted to take revenge against you…..something which will always be with you, even if you forgive him.
I know you’ll not like to know my name, so …here it’s me.
The letter fell from my trembling fingers. Suddenly I felt like blank, no happiness, no sorrow, no feelings at all, just blank. I looked at the white sheets, still on the floor, the sheets that brought storm to my life, the epitaph of someone’s heart……….I felt like an intruder in someone else’s fairytale love story.
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