Sacrifice: Name of Love

Priya and Tarun had been in a fight for now over a month, they used to talk but their worlds reflected how much they wanted to end this phase of their life, give it a new start, try to live a better relation. Regret, sorry and anger was all filled up in their voices. Both were suffering, but couldn't express how much. Even if one tried, the other denied in dis-belief.


Priya always wanted him to live a better easy life, and one day she planned a surprise date for him...

Dil kyun ye mera shor kare...idhar nahi..(Tarun's phone rings)..

Hello..

Is this Tarun?

Hmm.. Who's this?

Good evening Sir, we are calling from the Sky Grill, you have a date scheduled for tonight at our place with your lady love.

Stunned he stood for a while. Random thoughts went in his head. For a moment he was happy that atleast Priya had been trying to mend things up, but then his feelings got mixed up and he didn't want to go, he didn't want things to be alright. She had been at fault numerous of times and he had already suffered a lot, he had fixed up in his mind that there was no going back this time.

Yet out of the love that still remained in his heart, made the inside of him go for the date.

The lady on the phone spoke about a sending some car to his place for escorting him to the venue. So the entire surprise date plan seemed very huge and properly arranged.

Tarun reaches the place, and looks for her to find her nowhere. Later guided by some waitress, he is made to sit over a reserved table. The table was completely away from the rest of the restaurant, specially designed for special, romantic dates. White cloth covered the round table which had roses hung around, red frills and ribbons were all over the place and to add on the beauty it was along the pool-side. It was a typical "GIRL'S IDEA FOR A PERFECT DATE" venue. If any guy would have arranged this for his girl, she would have surely drooled over it and promised to marry him then and there.

While he was busy analyzing the place, smiling to himself, thinking about all those days Priya had asked him to have a Formal date. There came she, gliding in that black knee-length weekend dress. Gorgeous. Angelic. Divine. She seemed to descend direct from the heavens. With that little kohl in her eyes and a very light pink gloss her fair complexioned skin shone through the darkness of the night. She walked towards him, swiftly sat down pulling out the chair. Yes, he did not do any honors he was too busy believing his eyes for what he saw. Mesmerized.

She held his hands, he felt all numb.

I have always loved you...

She bent over and her lips brushed his.. he didn't kiss in return. His motions were still.

I will love you forever...

She whispered in his ears and sat back. And he could not react, he could not believe.

I promise to love you always...

That day changed his life. He had fallen in love all over..

The surprise date had been planned by Priya, but not with her own self. She planned it all for Sonakshi and Tarun. Sonakshi had been in love with him since past 5 years, and with the believe that she'll keep him happier than he was today. Priya gave away the love of her life..

Today, some 3 years after that day Sonakshi and Tarun are still together, madly in love. :)

AtulyaGarima

He held her by hand. Kissed her fore-head and promised he would come back very soon. Even with tear in her eyes, she could not hide the pain; the pain of separation. Not that they were to ever break their relation, it was rock strong, but the feel that they won't see each other for two long years was killing both of them. Atulya didn't show, he knew he had to be strong to keep his girl from falling in the depth of depression and sorrow. He was going for an official training and tour on the ship, which would keep him away from his beloved, Garima. They got engaged before his journey, and the marriage was planned soon after his arriving back.




Hands left the touch of the other, and he left. His ship blew the horn. With many waving hands she stood in the middle of the crowd with tears whelming her eyes. The person who meant everything to her was with her, but she wouldn't be able to feel him or even talk to him that often. Her head already hurt with over-loaded thoughts of how difficult life was going to be for her from now.





Next morning she opened her eyes and she could feel the emptiness. She had nothing to do. No one to talk to. And all the coming mornings after that were the same, slept late and cried as woke up. Apart from the Saturday's when Atulya used to call from the board. Soon it came in her routine, the tears were endless. Her family felt helpless getting her out of the trauma she had been under going through.





The routine continued for 6 to 7 months, and her family could no longer see her like this. She no longer dressed well, ate well, lived well. Her face looked all tattered with huge dark circles and cheeks which flaunted the boned with lack of mass in them. She looked pathetic, the glow had left and it seemed she hadn't smiled for ages. She made no efforts to get better, lied to her future husband that she was trying her best to live well. At the end of the 8th month she realized that waiting for him to come back happily would be easier, and so to keep herself pre-occupied she started working in the family retailer shop. Garima's life took a steady pace now. On the other side Atulya had kept his emotions stern, he used to miss her the same as she did but never displayed feelings.





It was March and his tour was almost complete now. Both families had already started making plans for the wedding and the arrival was most waited. Garima had made efforts and now the anxiety of his return was out of her control. It was the second Saturday of the month, and she like every Saturday morning sat near the home land-line, waiting for the call. No call came. The hopes of receiving a call faded every passing hour. In the evening the phone rang, she ran to get it and stood dumbstruck. It gave the news of Atulya's death. His ship was in the coast of Tohoku when the Tsunami had struck. He had been one of the 20,000 victims.





With Atulya's, her life came to an end. Now even that hope of meeting ever had gone. She wanted to die, she wasn't alive anyways. Everything she wanted had perished. The dreams, thoughts of a happy life together had shattered and she saw no reason to live anymore. But she couldn't kill herself. She had seen what Atulya's parents had undergone after his death and feared her father wouldn't be able to sustain the shock. Her soul felt incomplete, yet she decided to live for her parents. She did, with all the love in her heart, live with that self made thought that they were in a fight and not talking. Lived waiting for him to come one day and erase all the pain his departure had done to her.

Rain Rhymes

Purple and Black,
The clouds form a pack.

They decide to Rain,
Adamant to erase the Pain.

Man creates Blunders,
Which indeed make them Thunder.

It cries to see,
What man has transformed to be.

His acts of Sins,
Leave them Vince.

The Sky is silent,
While the man keeps getting violent.

The sky is Blank for some other while,
And the man is busy with his false toil.

Human race has gone Blind
The path of sanity, he cannot find.

Sky cries the tears of sorrow,
Praying, wishing mankind to follow.

The set rules of Nature,
Making Earth beautiful for every creature.

Clouds Rain,
Wishing they Drain,
The evil in People,
And life could get more pure and Simple.

Love grows in Man's Heart,
His paths with Hatred part.

The world will be worth living,
As people will know the art of Giving.

Days of Peace would come back again,
One will start being Sane.

With the dreams of better Plains-Terrains,
The Purple-Black Sky Rains.

Let's Start ... Again !

For how often it is that you decide to start afresh..
Give your life a new beginning, be a better person?
And then fall again, and ruin it.
Make it worse than it was the last time.
Trust the wrong people again,
and unfortunately trust yourself one more time.
The regrets keep building and are always unforgiven.
Do you not hate yourself more now?

For the prayers that are never answered..
And then you stand lost in the battle to judge.
Failing to choose the right path over and over.
Making all the wrong decisions,
and facing the consequences that come by.
Giving up to the hope that it'll ever be alright.
The regrets keep building and are always unforgiven.
Do you not hate yourself more now?

For every wound that the falls give..
And the marks only deepen by time.
Cause before they heal, you tumble bis.
The heart beats but the brain benumbed.
Both comfort each other to push away the guilt,
and pick you up Again, cause even if..
The regrets keep building and are always unforgiven.
And you hate yourself more now..

The morning will come a day,
and clouds will fly by, the Sun has no option but to shine!
Life will get better, let's keep trying...
Start, Again.