 
Ek Kahaanee Dil Se

A Story From Heart...

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# Shubham Mohapatra

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My mornings became dewy because of you. Everything that lacked is completing because of you.

Just because of you my heart is beating, if you are not near me it stops beating then and there.

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### About the author

SHUBHAM MOHAPATRA was born on 21st May, 1997 in Bhadrak, a small district of north Odisha. He had his schooling in SSVM, Bhadrak and after that he went to Bhadrak Junior College for +2 Science. After +2 he went to iBooks, BBSR for medical coaching and later he went to a government engineering college in Burla. Now he is sophomore in Computer Science in that college. 'MY HEART SKIPS a BEAT' is his debut story which is based on the true life incidents of his engineering friend Paresh Kumar Mohanty. 'THE FLASHBACKS' is his second story book in which he wants to share the life events of six intimate friends and their life's important in which they had faced so many huddles due to their recklessness and paid a huge amount for this, but lastly after remarking all their faults and overtaking all the problems they got success. 'Ek Kahaanee Dil Se' is his 3rd story book which is based on a true story in which he is trying to display the society that how love is actually blind and how a boy finally marries his beloved one who is physically disabled.

Shubham loves to play cricket in his spare time. He is crazy about Tollywood movies and songs. The best way to contact Shubham is through Facebook at shubham.mohapatra.509@facebook.com. You can also write to him mail at booksbyshubham@gmail.com.

Dedicated to

My parents who always support me to do what I want in my life. They are my backbone. Still are and always will be. They're the only group that will support me if I score zero or I score 40.

There is nothing on this earth more to be prized than the true friendship. So I also dedicate this story to all my friends who are always with me in the different stages of my life.

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Special thanks to

Mr. Arnav Panda who has shared his true love story and gave an opportunity to me to walk another step on the path of a story writer by writing his true story.

© Shubham Mohapatra 2019

All rights reserved.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously and any resemblance to any actual person, living or dead, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

Acknowledgement

My sincere thanks to the following persons, for taking me ahead in the journey of writing this book.

Smashwords, Amazon and Pothi, the online publishers for publishing my book and giving me a better platform.

Deepak Mishra & Kavita Tripathy, my causins, for supporting me to find this story.

Prativa Roy, my guide for reviewing this book for the very first time and helping me with his first edit work.

Arnav Panda and Aparna Panda, my brother and sister-in-law respectively, for describing their true love story.

Archita Rath, my sister, for formatting the words and making the pdf suitable for reading.

Alisa panigrahi, my friend, for designing the cover pages of the e-book for different online platform and also my readers for supporting and encouraging me to write this book.

The date was 02.04.2017. The time was 4 o'clock in the afternoon. I was waiting for her at the bus stand. 30 minutes ago, she messaged me and told me that she had already left from her house and she would come to the bus stand within 10 to 15 minutes. While waiting at the bus stand I was looking for the images which we clicked together and which were the memories of our love. I was also thinking about her importance in my life. I was also thinking that when we used to go together on the road, then how I was on the side of the vehicles, when she was with me, how did I start keeping account of each moment, and when she was in front of me How do I forget my name? Now it was 4.30 and then 5, but she did not come. During that period, I had dialed her numbers 20 to 30 times, but she did not respond. I tried to her brother's number, her home number, but no one answered. Then I returned back to her house and found a big lock in the main door. Then I returned back to the bus stand and waited for her for a while. After that my bus conductor warned that the bus had to depart, so I left for Bhubaneswar from there. While coming to Bhubaneswar, I was thinking that why was not she answering my phone calls? In between, I called some of her close friends and relatives to know whether she was with them but every time I faced no. At 9.30 PM I reached Bhubaneswar, booked a cab and went toward my home. At about 10 PM I reached my house. My mother called me to know about my situation and also about my journey. I was not in a position to tell anything to my mom. I did not say anything to her, only said that I was fine and also asked about the preparation as I had a belief that she would definitely come. Then I repeatedly tried her numbers 15 to 20 times but all my efforts went waste. After all, I closed all the lights in the room and went to bed to sleep.

Every day before sleeping I pray God for the safety of every creature in the world, but that night I only prayed my god to keep that innocent girl safe. I tried my best to sleep, but I could not because every time when I was closing my eyes it seemed that she was in big trouble and she cried out for help. That time I felt my self so weak because I knew very well that the girl whom I loved from my core of heart might be in trouble, but I did not do anything. On the very next day, I went to a marriage destination. When I reached saw that everyone looked so excited. My parents were so happy with my marriage, but I did not find any member of Aparna's side. No one had any clue about Aparna and her family members. I tried my best to contact her but all went in vain. Then the time of marriage was also passed away. Our relatives and friends did so many comments and left the place. I also did not understand why Aparna did like that. Then the evening came. Now we had nothing to do in our hands. So I returned back to Berhampur with my parents. That incident also internally broke my parents, but they couldn't express that as they wanted to make me stronger.

Days, weeks, months passed away. In between, I tried to contact her in different ways, but every time I got failure. I had thought in my mind that she might not be in my fate. I understood that if one story is not to be taken to the conclusion, then it should be left to give a happy turn. In my heart, I decided that with a bouquet of flowers I would go to her house again and told her in front of her mother that how she was so special for me and how I wanted to walk with her for all times to come. If she would say 'Yes' for the final time, then it would be fine otherwise she would be forgotten as a beautiful moment of my life. On the way to her house, I started to remember about that moment when I saw her for the first time and how I loved him from the first eye contact.

Actually, my name is Arnav Panda. I am from a middle-class family in Berhampur district of Odisha. I was a good student in my childhood, but over time, I was forgetting my talent and wasting my time like a fool. But this is my God who gave me another opportunity to stand again, due to which I am working in a big IT company of Bhubaneswar and I have become so successful in my field. But this is the matter of that time when everything in my life was going wrong. Nothing was right. Whatever I did or wanted to do, all went wrong. To fulfil father's dreams, I came to Cuttack for taking medical coaching. But nothing could happen to me there. After wasting a lot of my father's money for one year then I came to my city. At that time, I realized that sitting at home is worthless, shameful. The relatives were behaving like this, that I had done a big crime and hidden in the house. Then the aunties of our colony had started gossiping on me. After listening to all those, my family members started commenting me in my every small fault. During that time someone told me that I was not for medical. It would be good for me to do engineering as it has lots of scopes. So I appeared the JEE Main entrance exam and took admission in a government engineering college in Bhubaneswar. Although I didn't know much about this college, but since my ancestors were from this place, my father was sure that this would be a good one. And moreover, I had got a B.Tech Computers seat here. Since we didn't have any relatives staying there any more, I was to stay at the Boys Hostel.

I remember that day very well when I sat in a big seminar room inside the college campus on our orientation day with so many students like me for the very first time. That day all the students sat with their parents and were listening to our Director's introductory speech with keen interest. I also sat with my parents and was watching other students with curiosity. During the program, my parents got irritated due to tiredness, we had a bus journey of 4-5 hours and also that hall had no proper ventilation system. After the speech of all dignitaries, our director invited all of us for a grand lunch on our college campus.

When I reached the Boys Hostel with my parents, we noticed that it was an old rectangular single-storied structure with a broken gate, an open compound with mud & slush all around and no greenery, buffaloes sitting to welcome us, rooms in all four-directions of the rectangle structure and an open area at the centre of the structure looking at the sky and filled with rain water. It was as if the walls had not been painted for 20 years now and they could fall apart any time. At one corner of the structure, there was a canteen, and in two other corners there were common bathrooms / toilets. There were stairs that would take you up to the terrace that was left open without any walls on any of the four sides.

There was a warden's room, but there wasn't anybody in there. We were informed that he hardly comes there and the students are mostly left for themselves. Somebody informed him at his home that we were here for registering at the hostel and he came after few hours. We filled up the necessary forms and took the keys. When we opened the old door of this single room, all we saw was an old room with broken windows, no fans or tube lights not even a tube light holder, switches that were either broken or didn't work, and the smell of wet walls with water leaking from the ceiling. When we asked the warden for another room, he refused and said all rooms are the same and we had to get the repairs done ourselves since that is how everybody does it. That day, we got some electrician from the local market to fix the lights, bought a table fan, a table, chair, mattress and blankets. Next day, I got introduced to some of the seniors staying in the hostel and they were all very nice and polite and assured my father that they would take proper care of me. We also visited the college campus again. After that my parents boarded the train to my home town that evening.

After I came back to the hostel, I was in for a rude shock. The same people who spoke nicely few hours back were asking me to salute them army-style. I was not sure of what was happening, and so were 20 other freshers standing with me. I was told that this is part of ragging. I asked the guy next to me "What is happening?", and he said, "That's called ragging, what seniors do to juniors and its bad for us. Just do what they ask you to". I got the point. We were told to follow this practice of salute every time we see a senior, be it in hostel or in college or in the bus to college till they ask us to stop. We all did that.

Then followed a series of such things that were both frustrating and ridiculous. Night after night, as soon as we returned from college, one senior would pick some of us like prostitutes and take us to his room. Some of us were asked to write their lab records, their notes or assignments, some were given porn magazines and asked a series of questions, justifying that "We are doing social service to you by educating you and spreading awareness". Some were asked to wash clothes or get food, cigarettes, etc. Some were asked to boil hot water for bath. On one particular night, there was a fight between two seniors (real fists and blows fight) on who should pick one particular junior. That was the craziest thing I had seen till then.

After a few days, on one particular Friday, somebody knocked on our doors at 2:00 am in the morning and woke us up. We were surprised to see all our seniors and some of them drunk. All of us were asked to form a line and walk up to the open terrace. We had no clue what they were up to. As we all reached the terrace, we were asked to stand in a straight line facing them and strip completely. We were all shocked. We pleaded them not to do this. Some of them even cried. But they did not heed to our requests. They warned us that if we did not do what they asked us to, then the consequences would be serious and those people would face even severe ragging. We had no choice but to strip. It was chill cold and we were all shivering. We were asked to dump all our clothes in a single heap and mix them. Then we were asked to stand back in the same line and masturbate. Some of us did not even know what it was as we had never done it before. We were explained and were told that those who complete it can pick their clothes and go back to their rooms. Few did, most did not. After close to 2 hours, we were all asked to go back to our rooms. This ritual continued for many weekends, sometimes even spilling over to weekdays.

I wrote letters back home telling them that I was not interested in studying here as it was demoralizing to study since most of my time is spent in ragging and I was not able to concentrate on my college studies. I never explained in detail what I went through, but my father came couple of times to give me courage, money and set things right. But it was all the same after he left. I blindly followed what they said hoping that someday this would end and I'll get to study. Sometimes, I and few of my friends slipped out of the hostel in the evenings and spent time sitting at the railway station or parks or watching TV in a roadside shop or just walking on the streets.

Some of us even complained to the hostel warden and the caretaker, but that message was passed on to the seniors and those people were called in for some special ragging sessions. During this time, there came one senior who said that he represented the anti-ragging committee of the college and anybody who faced any issue was free to drop by and talk to him. Although he looked a little scary with his beard, he was like god-sent for most of us. He came to each one us and persuaded us to tell if we were harassed. Most of us were too much in a state of shock for the incidents that had been taking place around for few months and couldn't speak about anything and refused to acknowledge, remembering the fate of few people who had complained to the warden. We were told stories of their batch-mates who jumped the hostel wall and ran away to their homes unable to bear the ragging inflicted upon them by their seniors and we were made to believe that what was being inflicted upon us was not even a fraction of their suffering. That gave us some temporary hope, but we soon realized that this was the same story told to all batches.

But there was one guy, the only south Indian in our entire batch (who also came in a little late and did not go through some of the initial hell), who opened up in front of him. He narrated every single incident he had come across, only to realize that there was no anti-ragging committee at all, and that this senior had played a trick along with others to get a feel of any revolt or mutiny within the freshers. Suddenly, this complainant was the most-hated and most sought-after guy in the entire college and hostel. Almost all the seniors took him to their rooms for 'special' ragging sessions - nobody knew what they did to him. He used to sleep in their rooms sometimes and we saw him only while getting ready for college. Sometimes, he was asked to stay back without going to the college with a bunch of seniors in the hostel. There were also other seniors who stayed in paying guest accommodations outside who came to our hostel and took him away on some occasions. Nobody knew what he went through and he was too frightened to tell anyone of us, but the rumours say that he was sexually exploited. But during all this, the happiest people were all other freshers because the seniors were not bothered about them much, and did not care whether we saluted them or not. After two to three months our senior arranged a freshers party to welcome us and that was the final time that we had faced the final ragging. After that our seniors treated us like their small brothers and we enjoyed the hostel life like free birds.

Seeing like this one year passed suddenly. We had collected lots of memories. During this period, I had also seen an incomplete love story of one of my close friend, which also led to my belief in my love. During this period B. Tech Laterals students took admission in our college. In an evening I was sitting on the corridor and talking to my friends on a particular matter then suddenly a boy with a half pant and full sleeve shirt came towards us and started talking with us from his side. We stood there for some time and tried to know each other. He addressed himself as the newcomers of B. Tech Laterals. After that, we shook the hand and went to our room.

People always talk about love at first sight, but we both knew that we would create the story of brotherhood at the very first eye contact. I did not understand how we could know what's going on in our minds by looking at each other's eyes. Our friendship was growing higher like a lotus in the muddy pond like that college. I got a brother away from my home in the college who was doing and thinking about all the things like me. Starting from the t-shirt to the dream we shared everything with each other. Every defeat turned into win due to this friendship. We did almost all the works together. We played together, we went to college together, we fought with others together, we eat together, we bunked the classes together.

But we never noticed that it was necessary to complete work without any error. We thought that if anything went wrong then we were able to rectify that together. So every time our work was starting with a mistake. In college, the big deal for a student is to gain 75% of attendance. So we approached every teacher with some other students to know about our attendance. And it was well known to everyone that a student had always lack of money and a sufficient amount of confidence. Five subjects were there in that semester. So when the first four teachers said to us that we had sufficient attendance in their subjects, then we thought it was unnecessary to go to the last teacher. Meanwhile, someone suggested that as we came to the first four teachers so it was quite good for us to go to the last one. When we went to him and checked the attendance sheet we came to know that nearly every student had a low attendance rate in that subject and two students who had lower attendance were me and he. After knowing that we laughed loudly when others were feeling unhappy because we were sure that we both attend more classes in that subject than others in that semester. Then we looked at each other and opened our calculator and entered into the teacher's chamber. After 30 minutes of calculation and arguments we came outside by raising our own attendance and also the attendance of the whole class and we both proved that when the convincing power of an engineer was so good that's why he became the chief minister of the capital of India then the attendance was nothing in front of that!

The second year passed with a lot of memories as soon as the blink started. In the blink of a moment, the 1st year had passed away with lots of memories. After the end semester exam, every student went to their home, but I stayed there as there went something wrong in my hometown. There was a gang war happened in my hometown in between the Hindu and the Muslim community. So my mother suggested me not to come home. After 2 days once he called me and asked about my situation in the hostel and I answered that I was feeling alone. Then I had my dinner and went to sleep. The very next day someone knocked on my door and when I opened the door I was so amazed. He was standing in front of me. I couldn't think any sophisticated words to thank him. That day I realized that what is true friendship. He taught me the real values of friendship. Then after four to five months, he left the college due to some reason. After his departure, I not only lost a close friend but also lost a brother.

"Usane mujhe jhagada karana sikhaaya hai, jhagade ke baad gale lagaana sikhaaya hai.

Usane mujhe galatee karana sikhaaya hai, galatee ko chhupaane ke vaaste jhooth bolana sikhaaya hai.

Usane mujhe roz kolej jaana sikhaaya hai,klaas ke bahaane khelana sikhaaya hai.

Usane mujhe ladakee chhedana sikhaaya hai, ladakee pataakar pyaar karana sikhaaya hai.

Usane mujhe gam pe hasana sikhaaya hai, gam se ladhane ke vaaste sharaab peena sikhaaya hai.

Kisee bheed me mene jab bhee khud ko khoya hai, har vakt us saale ko apane saath paaya hai."

"God has gifted me so many things, but the special one is my that one friend who is still so close to my heart."

After that, we entered into 3rd year. In that year we paid more attention to the conduct of the college functions rather than our studies. We successfully organized four functions such as technical festivals, cultural festivals, sports festivals, and literary festivals. There was a theatre present at our college. That's why we conducted many plays, short films, etc.

Now it was the fourth year. In that year, I got to raise memories with friends. We passed the last semester without attending a single class. Now it was the time for placement. I had successfully finished 4years of engineering, but I had no such an excellent mark sheet that a good company would appoint me, Therefore, after doing some extra courses, I prepared myself to go to Hyderabad. That's why I told my parents about my plan and sent my bio-data to many companies. I got a proposal from a good IT company in Hyderabad and I got a job as a junior engineer.

Moving to Hyderabad was the best decision of my life. I was stunned looking at how beautiful and well maintained the city was. That is when I started reading more about the city on the web and found out that Hyderabad is known as the "City of Pearls," offers top quality living standards, has its culture intact and has relatively lower crime than other cities of India. Also, the city is home to many reputable English speaking schools and has lesser air pollution. Whoa! That's amazing. I mean, who doesn't want to live in a city where they can breathe without worrying about health hazards. Hailing from a city like Odisha, the initial few days of settling down in Hyderabad were a bit challenging for me. From finding beauty services at home at Hyderabad, electrician to renting a ride, everything was a little too steep for me. However, thanks to Urban Clap, it helped me with every single challenge I faced after moving to a new city.

The rich 400-year culture and history of this city is one big point that makes it a great place to live. No matter where you are heading to, you surely will come across some of the other historical monuments on your way. From the iconic Salar Jung Museum to the magnificent Golconda Fort, this city is steeped in history. The market around the Charminar still has a historical charm with biryani corners, chai shops, and chuckwallas all around the place. Also, the old city is home to some of the Islamic India's most remarkable architecture.

People who go gaga over food should definitely live in Hyderabad for a few years. From mouth-watering biryani to super awesome street food and atmospheric eating spots to try cuisines from all around the world, the city has everything on offer. I have been a foodie all my life, and Hyderabad still hasn't shown any signs of disappointments to me. Even though districts like Jubilee Hills and Banjara Hills are home to sleek restaurants, glittery pubs, and huge malls, the cost of living in the city is reasonably low. One thing you must accept, wherever you plan to live in Hyderabad, you'll be safe and have easy access to the local transport.

Known as the "Silicon Valley of India" the city has corporate offices of many big names including Facebook, Infosys, Google and more. Also, the city is home to many research institutes, pharmaceutical companies, and laboratories.

My favourite spot in the city is the "Ramoji Film City." Filmy at heart, I love spending time at this most popular tourist spot. I have given my heart to Hyderabad, and I am never taking it back!

Two years passed away. Being impressed by my hard work and dedication towards my job, my Boss sent me back to Odisha to join as a senior engineer in our Bhubaneswar Branch. When I got the letter, I was so excited to know about my homecoming. I told about my homecoming to my parents and they were so excited too. After 2-3 days I booked my air ticket for Odisha and flew back to my home state. After 8 hours of air journey, I reached Bijju Patnaik International Airport. It was around 11 AM. My company appointed a driver for me to help me out to reach home. Before starting a journey towards Berhampur I requested him to travel in Bhubaneswar to enjoy the beauty of the temple city. After that, we started our journey to visit the most popular places in Bhubaneswar.

After visiting some popular places in Bhubaneswar I started my journey to my home district Berhampur. I reached at my home at 10 PM in the night. My parents were so happy to see me after 2 years. After 2 to 3 days I called my friends and said about my homecoming and we made a plan to get together at the Then we gathered at the ground and planned for a feast. We enjoyed the whole feast as we did in our college days. I stayed at home for one week and again returned Bhubaneswar as I had to join in the office. I gave the joining letter to my Branch Manager. He accepted my letter and appointed me as a senior engineer. After that, I got an apartment near to my office and a car for which I settled in Bhubaneswar properly.

Everything in my life was going good. I had a job with a good package of salary, a well-designed apartment, a good car and everything which made my life smooth. I made some good and close friends. Every night we were doing parties, going to pubs and doing all those things which were making our bachelor life so joyful. During those days I made a friend who was not an only friend for me but also my brother, my guide and everything for me. He was from Kalahandi, a backward district of Odisha, but his love and affection towards me were uncountable. He was also a co-worker in my office and fortunately, we were project partners as well as roommates. When I faced any kind of trouble he was always there for me. We successfully set an example in our office as the brothers from different mothers. But after some days I faced an incident which put some bad impacts in my daily life i.e. a fight with my friend. Perhaps someone's black eyes affected our friendship. The sun on the sky of our friendship set forever.

Everything seems to interact in order for them to live with satisfaction, and in this way, we create an unintentional relationship that may lead to intimate companionship. A sense of belongingness towards life fulfilment of their daily living "No one is an island" as what the proverb says, it accumulates memories that sink in their personality. As what in the field of Science tells us arguably - memories are not recycled like atoms and particles in Quantum Physics they can be lost forever, like friendship/relationship everything that would mean so special to both of you may turn to nothing and back to strangers again.

As I was pondering at the side of my room; flashback creeps into my thought infecting again my whole system, it's like a virus that corrupts my memory and insights. I was in the hallucination that everything is fine, but the truth is, everything is worthless and had changed. Sighing words "I have nothing to lose because everything was lost and steal from my past". The smiles from my visage were gone as our promises break and become stagnant. My friend was my best buddy but he also becomes my worst enemy, our happy moments that we would think lasting end unexpectedly.

"Just like whether it continually alters, people change whenever they're hurt, they forget their oath and colonized by their unreachable pride."

We treated ourselves as brothers; each day is incomplete without each present. But those great memories were vanishing as the falsehood invaded ours. Forbidden as it is, for it will never work as a friendship become a secret and as strangers. I don't know, I can't believe that candies may turn bitter and dawn was trash out by twilight, it's the fact that our expectation to one another was not meant, I was baffled by what outcome we've accomplished with great grief and regrets'. Our concern for one another was covered up with pain and anger eternity, it can be lost from time to time as what I felt but certainly, it will come back fluctuating.

Every pause is pain and lingers spears my feelings. As I remember every night I still feel the pain as the cold tears flow with my fainted visage. I hated the way it was used to be; it could happen the other way around with it ought to happen.

_"There are places I can't go back, for it will only stimulate tantrums and melancholy atmosphere deep within. I used to forget and forgive, live my life without my friend who becomes my happiness date back before. I busy myself, for every pause is a reminiscence, and I hated it if it whenever it lingers my thought."_

_It was an unfinished story as it was, but I realize that the same story must remain unfinished for good. There are things that I must keep in myself and things that must be forgotten forever. Not because of escaping from it but because some things are automatically fixed if it will stay untouched like corrals. While looking at the mirror, I ask myself; would I will be happy again? Will I find someone worth accompanying for?_

_By then, I continued my life and saw the beauty of the dark badges of life. I become stronger by founded virtue that was accumulated during my torment and vain. I never expected that I will be happy again and create new people to hang on, it happens when you least expect it._

_I need to let go in order to make things right, I need to stop to collect the missing pieces of my lost identity, water under the bridge as what idioms say, everything must change for a better tomorrow. Life must never stop when you've lost something so special,_

_"Life is a gamble; we need to play it for fun cause when you take it seriously everything does will be too tough."_

_With those miseries and agony, I become tough and smart, the experience had found its course to wrath me and teach me what real life is all about. My past commenced to exude away from my brain; it sublimes and condenses like water vapour. It seems to fade and start to vanquish all my worries because present people are now filling up my emptiness that the past people can never do any more for me._

_Today, I'm happier since I knew I had done the right way around. It may be hard for me but its prizes were immeasurable. And that's the calmness of my heart which I had followed the righteous way._

_"My eyes were dry now crying and chasing for someone who never loves me back. I was torn and misunderstood for something that I had been fighting for. I was dumped by someone who had been my happiness for a short period of time. It's the feeling that my realm turns to the downfall and everything seems to be broken especially your entity."_

_Life at this moment seems to be worthless and all you wanted to do is to go back from the past and correct mistakes to start all over again with the person you really wanted to stay. But the painful truth of life was that there are no replays, all the things that have happened already lasted and I can't go back to where we are used to be._

_"Every night there was dew beneath my eyes falling smoothly as it cleanses my sight."_

_My mind was out and behind from my eyesight, far from my views as tantrums linger my conscience. I cannot smile for deep inside I was burdened, I can't project happiness for I can't fraud myself, I can't sleep for shadows of my past keeps on resonating. I was wide awake that night full of melancholy and mourn; I hit_ _अ_ _myself for being so stupid, for making the same mistakes all over again, for being dumb and for being an idiot. I let myself do the things repeatedly even that I know I will regret the very first place. I let myself get drowned with too much blithe. I was not being careful of what I am doing. I was knocked down and till now I can't recover totally. It was never being easy since I knew for myself that I can never rewind my past to correct those mistakes. It was a trace that scars my spirit and whole life; it showed me things that I never wanted to see. Life had offered me too much sadness that sometimes I wish to stop and die._

That night I have loosened my intuition reminiscing what my whole life has been for the past few months. It was stormy and rainy; and all of a sudden I have pondered and asked myself if I was heading off the right path, as I look the starry sky and see the brightness behind those stars I have realized that today was stormy but who knows maybe tomorrow I will be heading for the sunshine.

Time doesn't heal anything for it only teaches us how to live with the pain. It makes us stronger and helps us see our destination clearer. I struggled for life, what I really need, what I really wanted and what really matters most. I stumbled but I keep on moving that's why till now I am fighting. I can't cry hard enough for my tears were barren crying every night for someone who is not worth crying for. I guess, I am weak for doing these things but this is the only way to ease the pain. Time after time the pain exudes away from me, it sublimes like a naphthalene ball in my closet and I know someday I will get used to it.

"Life is unfair for it teaches us in a hard way."

I know everything has a reason why it all happened to me, why I am suffering from this insanity but for now, I can't cry hard enough, my eyes are arid and my heart was callous. I learned my lesson, I need to accept that you're gone and open my eyes for goodbyes. There is nothing left to hold and I know you will never hear me now.

After the fighting with me, my friend gave an application to apart him from our project and he also left our apartment where we lived together.

A few days passed away. I could not remember that day particularly, but it might be the month of June. Once my GM called me and instructed to give a presentation to our new client who was from Kolkata. That day was so busy for me. After doing so many over works and finishing the presentation properly I came to my room at 9 PM in the night. As I was so tired I had my dinner in the hotel when I was coming back to the room, so I went to bed directly. Before going to bed I always pray to God for 60 secs for the peaceful sleep of all the creatures including me, but that night I asked for a girl who can properly understand me and who will take care of me and went to bed with anger. On the very next day I left my bed on time and prepared myself to go to the office. I was in the office and doing some project works, suddenly my phone rang. I ejected my phone from my pocket and saw that was an unknown number. I just swiped the call to left and entered my phone to my pocket. Again sometime my phone rang and again I did the same process. After sometimes my phone again rang, but that time I cancelled the call and put the phone in silent mode and kept it into the drawer. On the lunch break when I noticed my phone finally at 1 pm I saw there were 24 unknown missed calls from a particular number. Without wasting more time, I suddenly called on that number. But no one picked up the phone from that side. I again tried but no one. I tried and tried for more than 12-15 time but all my attempts went in vain. After that I simply said fucked up to that number and went to the room as that was a half day. After reaching my room I changed my dress, had a bath, kept the phone for charging and going to the kitchen to have my meal. After my returning when I unlocked my phone I again noticed 5 missed calls from that number. I again called and no one picked up the phone. Again my phone rang after 10-12mins that time I picked the phone and said Hello from my side as could as possible. But on the other side there was no one and when I rechecked my phone I came to know that the call was cancelled. Again I called on this number and prepared myself to give that person a better lesson. That time when I said Hello with a rude voice, some one answered a hello from that side. But that 5 words created magic that I could not say anything for some second. What a sweet voice that was actually. I was spell bounded for a while and after building me again I came to know that there was a girl ion the other side. My voice also transformed into normal and I asked slowly about her calls. But she did not say anything and cut the call. I also paused for some time. But everyone knows the nature of our agers boys. I again called at that number but that time she cancelled the phone. But on my 6th or 7th attempt she picked up the phone and said a beautiful hello with her sweet voice. I asked her about her calls, but 1stly she did not answer anything but after my repetitions my ears were able to heart that my number was 7978924665 and her friend's number was 7978925665 and she accidentally made the mistakes in the typing and unconditionally the call was forwarded to me. She asked a sorry about that and cut the phone. But I did not want to stop. I called her again and said that I would call her in total 30 times as I was disturbed for her 66 times missed calls and warned her that she had to pick up the phone at any cost without fail. At 1st she denied and said again sorry for her deeds but I did not leave and she said ok to my proposal. Actually I had no intention to misbehave her or irritate her, my only wish to talk to her and know something about her. Then I said bye and cancelled the phone from my side.

The very next morning I woke up from bed at 8 AM as it was Sunday. After finishing my bath, I went to the market for doing some marketing. After that I phoned her. Firstly, she did not receive my phone. After 2-3 attempts she received my phone and sais hello with her sweet voice. Then I asked about the ignorance of my call and she replied that her father was with her so she did not receive my phone calls. Then we started talking for some time. She said her name as Rinky and she was from Koarput district of Odisha. She was giving entrance exams to get a government job after finishing a master degree in Physics. Some days passed away. We were talking for hours and hours every day. Talking with Rinky was added to my daily routine. Her call in the morning acted like an alarm for me. Every morning she definitely called me at 6 AM for wishing me a sweet Good Morning. In between around 6 months passed away. Our friendship was getting stronger day by day.

It was November 23, her birthday. Unluckily I was in Bangalore for some official conference for which I did not call her. So at sharp 12 AM, I messaged her and wished her a very happy birthday and I also wrote the I would call her when I returned to Odisha on the day after morning. On the very next day, I returned to Odisha and reached Bhubaneswar at 5 PM in the evening and after reaching my home I immediately called her. She seemed so happy with my phone call. We talked for 30 minutes. Then she told that the next day was her exam. So she had to cut the call as she would go to her friend's house to bring some notes. But before finishing the call she asked me something and after hearing that I was amazed for some time. She asked me about the boundary of our relationship and she also asked me our relationship was only friendship or something else. I was astonished. I had nothing to say. I stayed silent for a while. Then she said bye and cancelled the call from her side. But that bye wish had no sweetness. There was something pain and stress in her voice. I suddenly called her back and asked," I am an average looking guy. Will you be my girlfriend?" She cut the phone suddenly. After a while, she called me again and cried out. This time i.e. the tear of happiness. She said Yes with her sweet voice and after that I let her go for study. At 11 PM in the night I messaged her to know about her situation for tomorrow exam, but she did not reply. The very next morning I did not get her good morning wish. I tried her phone number again and again but I did not get any reply. Then I went to the office. In the office, I also tried her phone but I got nothing. Then I thought that she might be in the exam for which she did not answer me. Then I again called her in the night but no answer. Days, weeks, months are passed away. There was no call any message from her side. I also stopped calling and messaging her. One evening I was using Facebook. News popped up on my timeline. The news was about a girl from Koraput district was brutally raped and killed by some people when she was going to her friend's house to bring some notes. When I clicked on the news to know the date it was the same date when I talked to Rinky for last time. Tears came down from my eyes. I looked at the photo of Lord Jagannath hang on the wall of my room. I was so confident that the girl was not My Rinky, but I was worried by thinking about the situations of the parents whose daughter was raped. Then I again swiped up the screen, went offline, kept the phone on the side, brought my pen and paper and started writing something for that harassed girl.

Vah khuda kee dee huee sabase badee daan hai, har ghar kee maan hai,

har baap ka svaabhimaan hai,

aur desh kee sanmaan hai.

Vah praarambh hai; shubhaarambh hai,

srshti hai; registaan main brshti hai,

ek laachaar kee drshtee hai,

aur har inasaan kee jeevan ka prshti hai.

Vah aanchal hai; ganga jal hai,

nirmal hai; saral hai,

har ek kaam ka pahal hai,

aur har pahal kee antim hal hai.

vah seeta hai,

krshn kee bolee geeta hai,

raadha hai; is samaaj kee aadha hai,

par yahee samaaj hee uskee baadha hai.

Vah ek sabaal hai,

parindo ko kiya hua istaqabaal hai,

har purush ka sabase badee dhaal hai,

par kuchh geedhadon se behaal hai,

is samaaj main kuchh dalaal hain,

jinake lie usakee buree haal hai.

"Respect the woman to be a perfect man!"

In the night, before going to bed, I determined to forget her. I somehow managed myself to delete all our chats and also her number. I opened my phones gallery, looked at her lovely and beautiful images and simply deleted those pics. Since then I never tried to contact her anymore because I knew very well that she had gone from my life. But before cleaning all those good and bad memories I wrote something for her that-

Tumhaaree aane ke pahale thee khaamoshee,

tumhaaree jaane ke baad hai khaamoshee.

Yah khaamoshee to tab bhee thee jab ham ghanto baaten karate the,

iss daramiyayaan tum chup ho jaatee thee, aur main kahata tha kee "chalo kuchh aur bolado."

Aur yah khaamoshee to ab bhee hai jab tum mere paas na hee ho, yaadon ke baajaar par kanhee kho see gayee ho,

aur vahee yaaden kahate hain kee "chalo kuchh aur likhdo."

18th July 2014. I was doing some paper works in my cabin. Our BM called me to his cabin to inform me that a new intern was going to join in our office under me to help me with my project. The newcomer was the former MCA student of Ravenshaw University, Cuttack, Odisha. But unfortunately, he did not tell the name. Then I came back to my cabin and continued my work. At 11.45 AM someone knocked on my door and asked for come inside. I said yes. As I was busy in my work I said to take the seat without looking up. Then she gave me her official letter. When I looked at her I was spellbound. A girl with a fairy look, two beautiful eyes, black long hair with a red coloured bag. She was looking like an angle. After a few seconds, I asked her name. She was Aparna Mohanty that she replied. Then I asked Aparna about her educational background and why did she want to work in my project. Then I tried to understand some important points about our project and said her to ready a PPT presentation on that and ordered her to show me on the next day. Then she left my cabin and went to her.

On the very next day, she came to me. That day I was so busy due to the overload of work and I was too disturbed also. When she showed me the presentation of a total of 163 pages, I noticed a simple grammatical mistake on the 1st page and unconditionally started shouting at her. Without seeing other pages, I directly said her get out and ordered to prepare the presentation again with a rude voice. She left my cabin without giving any explanation with teary eyes. Then I started my work. After some time, I noticed the letter on my table that Aparna gave me the last day. Then I realized about my rudeness toward for a simple error. That letter remembered her those two black deep eyes which were full of a tear due to my rudeness. Then I immediately took a break from my work and vowed to call her. As I had no number of her so I called to the office reception to give Aparna a message to come to my cabin immediately with her laptop. After 5 minutes she knocked on my door and asked for a coming. I allowed her to come inside the room and also said her to take the seat. I noticed that her fairy face shrivelled up due to my rudeness and for the overnight work of making the presentation. I took her laptop from her and rechecked the whole PPT within one hour. I was so shameful for my deed as I found no error after that initial one. The presentation was made so perfectly and less of error. I gave her a congratulation. Then she was about to leave the room, I asked for her phone number. Then she gave a simple smile and gave her number. After that, she left the room. Then in the night on the bed, I was thinking about that incident. I felt so sorry for my deed and also was so happy for her last smile and also for her number.

The next day when she came to the office I messaged her to come to my cabin. She came. Without wasting more time, I asked her for a coffee together in the evening after the office. She also gave me a positive sign and said that she would be at the coffee shop at sharp 6 PM. So at 5.30PM, I reached the coffee shop. I booked a table and started waiting for her. That coffee was so special for me. It's not as she came for the coffee but before that, I had not gone to any coffee shop with a lady except my mother. At sharp 6 PM, she messaged me that she reached the door and she also saw me. I looked at the door and waved at her. She also waved back to me with a smile. It looked like an angel from heaven is coming towards me and waving me to give her a boon. Then she came to the table. I stood up from my chair and raised my hand for a handshake. Then she took her chair and we ordered two Cappuccino. Then I started talking about the progress of our project to break the silence. After 5-10 minutes I realized that she might be felled awkward due to my nonsense conversation of discussing the project in a coffee shop. Then I decided to change the topic and asked her about her home and family.

She was from Balasore district of Odisha. Her father was an ex-army officer and her mother was a school teacher. She had also a younger brother who was pursuing B.Sc in a government college in Balasore. As her father was an ex-military officer, she had to change many states and many districts in all over India and finally, they had settled in Balasore in 2010 after her father's retirement. She also said how she was so tendering in her house among all, how her grandfather and father loved her more than her brother, how blue colour was her favourite colour, how she loved tea more than coffee, how she had so much feared to darkness and how she had a bicycle accident in her childhood, etc. She also said that she was very much fond of to read books every day. So she went to the library every day after the office hours and continued reading books for 2-3 hours and that was the first time that she did not go to the library. That day we talked there for 1-2 hours and I could not know how the time passed away. After that, I paid the bill and asked her to drop her in her home. At first, she denied, but later she agreed to go with me. I dropped her near a girls' mess in Sahid Nagar, BBSR. Then I returned to my apartment which was in Bapuji Nagar. That date with Aparna was the 1st date in my life and also so memorable for me. That day she spread her memories in front of me like the pieces of beads and I tried them to convert into a string of beads.

After our 1st date, we came closer to each other. Our relationship was getting deeper day by day. Apart from the discussion about our project we made discussions about personal affairs. There was a day when we were strange to each other, but time took us in such a situation of life when we became best friends.

It is an old saying that "Friendship often ends in love, but love in friendship.... Never."

It was the month of December. There were flowers everywhere due to the season of Spring. Aparna and I were sitting in the park, talking about how our day went, which was what we usually did.

"I need to ask you something," she said, looking a little nervous which was unusual. She looked like she had just come out of a zoo with her curly hair which was always a mess and her tomboyish clothes. She was the kind of girl who never cared about what others thought, and it worked perfectly for her. Because people never stopped gossiping about us in our office. Everyone thought that there was something going on between us, where we were happy with our friendship.

"What is it?" I asked casually, sipping my juice.

"Will you be my boyfriend?" I choked on my juice and began coughing.

"Is everything alright?" I asked, suddenly very serious.

"No, it's not. Will you answer me now?"

"Ever, first tell me what's going on?" I knew her too much to know that something was definitely up.

"Do you know that guy...Prakash... whatever?"

"Prakash." Of course, I knew him. We were in the same project when I had newly joined to office who was nice but really touchy.

"Yeah...him. He is such a..."

"Language." I cut her off. It was her weak point. She had no control over her tongue.

"He's following me and irritating me, telling me that he loves me and all other shit."

"So you want me to pretend to be your boyfriend to shut him up," I asked.

"Yes," she said nervously.

"Done, but for how long?"

"One-week maximum."

"Fine but only because you asked."

The next week went amazingly. All the rumours about us finally stopped when we made it official. The looks on the faces of our friends were worth watching and Aparna enjoyed the death glares from my fangirls. Prakash eventually kept his distance from Aparna and was shocked when I put my arm around Aparna.

Once again, Aparna and I were in the same park, laughing and talking about the past week's experience when the cloud thundered.

"It's going to rain," said Aparna.

We both got up and I said, "We better to go home." Aparna threw the grass that was in her hand on me and winked at me.

"You," I spoke and picked her up.

"Everything is so beautiful in spring. The grass is more green, these flowers smell beautiful," said Aparna.

I had never heard Aparna speak like this. Maybe it was something about the way she spoke or the atmosphere that I felt something in my heart. I liked Aparna. But maybe I could never tell her. What would she think? Maybe she'll get angry and I'll never see her again or maybe she feels the same. Instead of saying another word, I dropped her on the ground and spoke, "I'll walk you home."

"Good idea," she agreed.

For a few minutes, we walked in silence and then I came to a stop. Her mess was just across the road and she turned to tell me goodbye. I smiled. Just then a speeding car came crashing over there. It was going to hit Aparna and I jumped and pulled her into my arms. The car went away and three she was, her face buried in my chest and her heart beating fast.

"Oh! Thank God," she sighed.

"Hell, Ever. You could've died. How can you be so careless?" I scolded her while pulling her into a tight hug. A teardrop slid down my check. Just the thought of losing Aparna scared me. Yes, I loved her. I was sure now, this was my love for her and nothing else.

"I love you," I blurted out. Aparna pulled back to look out me in the eye.

"what did you say?" she asked.

"I said that I love you Aparna and I don't care if you feel the same way. I don't care if you never want to see me again but I had to say it. I love you."

Aparna was not upset, not even shocked, instead, she smiled. But that smile did not last for more than a second.

"Don't". She stopped me as I tried to move forward.

"Why not?" I asked.

"Because you are about to ruin everything. Everything, this friendship, this bond. It is not that I don't like you Arnav. I do. You know I do. But let's say that we are together, in a relationship and what if things end badly? That's a fear even I had."

"What if we decided not to see each other again? Then I'll lose my best friends and trust me Arnav I can't bear that."

"You don't have to. Everything will be great, trust me."

She grinned, "you are an idiot. But that's why I love you."

I looked shocked. "Say it again."

"I love you dammit." I pulled Aparna into a deep kiss and our lips met, the rain started pouring heavily. We smiled with lips joined together and let our bodies soak all the raindrops.

So that's how we went from being the best friend to lovers. Maybe it was because our feeling that we had buried came out or maybe it was just spring. Spring is the time of love and Aparna & I found our love. On this incident, I had written something-

"Do you know!

Heart mind have two faces named Friendship and Love.

Only Friendship reduces the difference between Heart and Mind, otherwise, obstinate Love warms Heart against Mind.

What do others know that my mind still sees friendship in her every day, but it is my heart that still loves her.

And in the light of day I still consider her a Friend, but in the Darkness of the Night she acts my Love to me."

Some months passed away. We are flying like two loving birds on the sky of love. I was loving her so much from the core of my heart and she was also doing the same. Apart from the office, we did not want to live separate for a minute. In between these periods of time, Aparna was facing so many problems to live in the girls' mess. The mess was also a little far from our office and after studying in the library when she was going to mess, she was also facing problems to take dinner. That's why she decided to have an apartment in rent near our office. During those days it was not so easy to get an apartment in an industrial area. We both tried to find her a room but we did not. Some more days passed away. When it seemed so necessary for her to leave the mess as she had a fight with mess owner on some issues I had one choice to offer her to live with me in my apartment. Without wasting so much time I told her to live with me. But firstly she denied because in those days live in a relationship was not accepted in our society. But as a broad-minded, I did not have any issue on what others would say about our live-in relationship.

India has experienced a lot of transformation in its way of living and its culture in the last few decades. Some call it modernity and some criticize it for being influenced by the western culture. Modernity, in itself, is a vague concept and owns various interpretations. In our country marriage is treated as sacred, but when it comes to live-in-relationships it is treated as taboo even though the Supreme Court proclaimed in 2015 that 'it has now become an acceptable norm in society'.

The divorce rates in India have hiked. Some blame it on the trend of arranged marriage and a few on the modern ways of lifestyles. The compatibility between partners is of utmost importance. Many experts have advised couples to check emotional and physical compatibility before getting married. Thus, the experts believe that considering a live-in-relationship will help in building a healthy relationship for a lifetime or even save oneself from the nuances of marriage.

The modern lifestyle has taken away the share of time we used to spend with our near and dear ones. There is a craze over ambition and career rather than maintaining a balanced life. This has affected a lot of marriages. No break-ups are easy. It is emotionally very exhausting to part away with someone. But many prefer "We broke up" rather than "we are divorced". The divorcee has had bad consequences because of how society looks at it. Divorcees have been judged at multiple levels. Most of the time women are blamed for the failed marriages: they are disowned by their parents, they have been treated as a disgrace to the family and if the divorce becomes public, they have to bear the abuses.

For the fast-paced life, live-in-relationships gives you space and time. With no commitments, the couples live with their own responsibilities and relinquish the added responsibilities couples usually get after the marriage. But, undoubtedly, live-in-relationship will never receive the level of depth and stability of marriage. If a child is born from a live-in-relationship, the child becomes a question of legitimacy and the mother of questionable character. Live-in-relationships also attract a lot of cases involving rape and other cases of sexual abuse.

After discussing all the advantages and disadvantages we finally made up our mind to live together in my apartment and she shifted without wasting more time. Now it was so easy for her to reach office in time with me, every day I dropped her in the library after the office hours and also picked her up in time. We started cooking in my kitchen, but most of the time we ordered food from restaurants. After all, we enjoyed our life so peacefully and in a great way.

Everything was going good for 3 to 4 months. Then suddenly I went to Chennai for an official deal. In Chennai, our company had selected a girl named Lipsa Goswami to help me out in the dealing procedure. She was a local girl and she helped me in different ways to spend one week in Chennai as I don't understand the local language. She helped me to visit most of the beautiful places and we captured many photos as good memories. After one week I returned back to Odisha. One evening I was doing Facebook. Aparna had sat beside me. Suddenly the images which Lipsa and I clicked together popped up on my screen. She posted those photos and tagged me by writing that clicks with a special one. Unfortunately, I gave a heart emoji on this post. But Aparna did not like that post. From that small incident, the distance between our relationship was started. Unfortunately, after this incident, I went to Chennai for more 2-3 times due to an official tour and she was Lipsa who was there for me to help me in my official works. So Aparna started doubting me. He started checking my phone calls, my Facebook messenger and also my what's app chatting. She started questioning my late homecoming or late picking her from the library, market, etc. Her reactions made me so irritated. I found myself so frustrated. We started fighting most of the times on many logic fewer issues. She told her friends about my behaviour and some of her friends suggested her to do break up with me and leave my apartment. During time things changed, we changed. It was true that we lived under one roof, but we were not talking to each other like before. We did not go to the office together. As she became permanent in our office so she also got a new small car. She started traveling without me. We stopped cooking together and ordered food from restaurants some of the time. Once she had an off day. She told me to bring eggs while coming home from the office. But unfortunately, I forgot.

"I forgot to buy the eggs, please don't create a fuss!" I said when I entered the house. I was so tired.

My clothes were impeccable as ever, but my face seemed as if only a steamroller could solve my worries. She quickly debated in my mind, whether it would be now or whether it would be later. There was a time bomb ticking in her head.

"No eggs at home, no problem. But there is something else I wanted to tell you," she said. I quietly changed my clothes without paying her any heed.

"I guess I don't want to be with you anymore," she said.

"Because I didn't get eggs?" I asked with a tone of ridicule.

"No," She replied.

"Are you going to Chennai because you found someone there?"

"No!"

The question came out so spontaneously that she knew this was at the back of my mind. She fought with him. Might be she fought with me because she loved me and wanted me to love her voraciously and zealously and she wanted to submit to me. But I could not understand her feelings and slapped her with anger as I was totally irritated.

"You should stay here. I am leaving the house," I said and went out with anger.

It was from 10-11 PM. I was sitting alone on the nearby bus stop. She phoned me 10-12 times. After a long, I picked her phone.

"Hello," I said.

"I am really sorry," she replied with a crying voice.

Hearing her crying I also cried. I felt so sorry for my deeds.

"Don't be sorry. I am also wrong in some cases."

"I love you Arnav. I really love you so much. Please return back."

"I love you too Aparna. Don't be worried. I am going."

Then I returned home through a local taxi and rang the calling bell. She opened the door and hugged me tightly. She wore a pink colour nighty in which she looked so beautiful and her damp hair made her more beautiful.

Before I could ask anything she suddenly held my hand and took me to the bedroom, started kissing and undressing me and...suddenly I felt shy. Lying with me, being touched by her, I felt vulnerable and raw. At one point, when she asked me what I liked, I had to resist blurting out, "I don't know!" But Aparna? She saw me.

In the middle of sex-literally- she pulled out and said, "Wow, you're really tense." Then she gently pushed me down on the bed and massaged my back until I relaxed. Throughout the four hours, we enjoyed that night with different sex positions.

I went to the bathroom a few times when it was the time of discharge. I looked at myself in the mirror and whispered, "You're okay with this. You're really okay with this."

After some time, I came to bed again. This time I did not stop myself to come closer to her. I was totally attracted by her beauty. I went to her, started kissing her lip, beating her lip and tasting her blood. She was in pain – tears streaming down her face and when I asked if we could stop, she told me to "just hold on" because she was close to coming. After a few times she switched off the bed lamp and we slept together.

That night with Aparna was one of the most beautiful nights in my life. Just like I had never been a fan of the idea that a woman's vagina is necessary for a man's sexual awakening. I had never believed that sex with one woman could be magically healing. But after that night, my view had shifted somewhat.

After the incident of that night, we live together like before. There was no doubt, distance and nothing else that could affect our relationship. There was only love and love around us. Forgetting all the huddles of the last few days we started to enjoy our life in a new style.

Days passed away smoothly. It was the month of May. We had a vacation for one month. This time we had decided to meet each other's parents so that we could make good impressions. It was my turn to meet Aparna's parents. So that we departed to Balasore in my car. I did not say to my parents about my plan. I only said that I was going to Balasore to meet my friend. In Balasore, I dropped her near her home and I also stayed in a hotel nearby to her house.

It was the birthday of Aparna's mother. She planned to tell her about our relationship and she did it. Then her parents gave their positive sign to meet me to make an interaction. Then Aparna called me and invited me to her house for dinner. She also warned me that her father was so strict about time and I had to reach her home before 9 PM.

Meeting your girlfriend's parents for the first time is a big step in a relationship. You're taking it up a notch from casual dating; you're saying that you're ready to start solidifying your couple hood by placing yourself inside of her social and familial circle and allowing them to put a face to the name. You won't be able to slink away later as an anonymous dude. You're ready to announce your interest in a lady to the most important people in her life.

Thus, the experience can be a tad nerve racking. Parents are pretty protective of their daughters. They want to feel comfortable with the idea of you as a boyfriend, as possibly the future man in her life. A boyfriend can make a woman completely happy or totally wreck her life, and they want to know that it's the former. And on the flip side, your girlfriend really wants her family to like you. She wants you to shine so she can get their approval. And if she's hoping for a long-term relationship with you, she's got her fingers crossed that you'll get along with them. So that's a lot of pressure. You're a man and you're cool under pressure, but to have that kind of confidence you have to prepare.

Nothing telegraphs more about your personality than your clothes. Besides your face, it's the first thing your girlfriend's parents are going to be taking in when they open the door. Even if you're just having a casual dinner at their house, look presentable and put together. It's hard to go wrong with khakis and a nice polo shirt. Don't wear anything too outlandish. If your clothes need ironing, iron them. So I asked about the favourite colour of her parents. According to her suggestion, I went to the nearby Raymond shop. Bought a shining black coloured pant, a light pink coloured full shirt, a coffee coloured belt with chocolate coloured casual shoe. Then I dressed up perfectly and went to her house.

It is true that everybody likes people who come bearing gifts. As I also knew that day was her mother's birthday and she was so fond of red roses so I went to a flower shop on my way to her house and bought a bouquet of fresh red roses with a birthday greeting card. I knew that her father was fond of the songs of Mohammad Rafi and Kishore Kumar. So I bought 2 CDs of Mohammad Rafi and Kishore Kumar. Then I bought a Fastrack wrist watch and finally bought earrings for Aparna.

Then I reached her home at sharp 9 PM, pressed her the calling bell so nervously. Then Aparna came to the door and opened it for me. She wearied a yellow coloured saree and her drenched hair made her so beautiful like an angel. If that was not her house, then I definitely kissed her. Then she took me into her house. Her father sat on the sofa. I went to her father to greet him from his leg. He said to me to take the seat in front of him with some attitude. Then I passed all the gifts to Aparna's hand and took the seat. After some time, her mother came with a glass of cold water and offered me. I stood up to greet her and take the water glass. Then her brother came to me for a handshake. Her whole family sat in front of me. I felt a little bit nervous. But Aparna could easily understand my nervousness for which she stood behind my sofa.

Then I made myself to be engaged in conversations. I knew very well that one of the best ways to be charming is to act genuinely interested in people. People like others who seem interested in their lives, and they love to talk about themselves. So I asked her parents questions and listen attentively when they talked to me. When they told me things, I asked and followed-up questions to get more details. And I followed the basic rules of polite conversation and tried my best to avoid controversial topics, didn't interrupt, didn't swear.

Then I started giving compliments. It's almost always a good idea to say how nice their house is. So I gave good compliments about their house and the skill of designing. Giving praise will backfire if it's not sincere. Then they invited me to the dining table for dinner. I was a nonveg lover. But they preferred veg. so they prepared veg dishes for me. Without any hesitation, I had those items and gave so many good compliments on her mother's cooking skill. I asked for seconds, even if I was not hungry. I also said something nice about my girlfriend's taste and her cooking skills too. When her parents raised her, I was complimenting them at the same time.

On the dining table although I acted like too smart and comfortable I felt so nervous inside. But I tried my best not to act nervous. Because I knew that much of how people judge a man is related to his confidence and bearing. Although her dad intimidated me and was clearly sizing me up, I didn't act intimidated. I looked him right back in the eye. Tried to speak clearly and articulately.

Now it was 11 PM. Being pressurized by Aparna her parents offered me to stay that night with them. At first, I denied it. But when his father again said me with his military voice I got a little bit fear and agreed to stay there. Even if I and Aparna stayed together in Bhubaneswar, as her parents wanted us to sleep in separate rooms, so I did that without any complaint or comment.

In the very next morning, they offered me breakfast. I had it without any hesitation. Then I prepared myself to leave. In the time of leaving, I thanked her parents for my visit. I told them what a pleasure it was to meet them. I did a handshake with her brother. I did Namaskar to her parents in our native style. Then Aparna came with me to my car. I looked at each other. She was so happy about that meeting and gave me a tight hug. After that, we said goodbye to each other and I returned back to my hotel room.

Then we spent most of the time together in the day time. She helped me to visit some popular places in her district. Her father noticed all those things but did not say anything firstly. One day he called me to a nearby coffee shop alone. I reached at the coffee shop in time to impress him. Then he offered me the seat in front of him. Without wasting more time, he clearly said that he did not want me to keep a relationship with his daughter. He did not want her daughter to marry me. When I asked about the cause he strictly said that I was a Brahmin and they were from other casts. I did not understand what was the problem in my cast as I was from a good cast of the society. Then he also said that he was not in to send his daughter to the south part of Odisha and he did not like our style of talking and our mixed culture with Andhra. Then he left the shop. I was so amazed and called Aparna to the same coffee shop. When she came I told her everything that her father had said to me. I also offered me to come back to Bhubaneswar and we would marry each other and stay happy there. But she denied. She told that her parents loved her so much. They had lots of faith in her. She also said to me that she did not live without me and she did not live properly apart from her parents. So if I really loved her and wanted her to marry then it was my duty to impress her parents anyhow and made them agree on our marriage. As I loved her so much I also agreed to her proposal and vowed myself to change her parents' mind in any condition.

I knew that being a military person her father came for the morning walk daily. I also came for a morning walk with him to impress him. I bought some new music CDs by Mohammad Rafi and Kishore Kumar and gifted to her father. I also bought different verities of rose trees and help her mother to plant them in their garden. As he was giving competitive exams to get a job in the bank I helped him in his study to crack the entrance. As my friend was a manager in ICICI bank, I requested him to give a job to Aparna's brother in his bank and he also helped me and called him for an interview. Luckily her brother cleared the interview and got a job in the ICICI bank. In 15 days I tried my best to impress her family members and lastly I called Aparna with her family member to the nearby restaurant for lunch.

In the restaurant, I ordered all the best vegetarian dishes, said the restaurant owner to play the best songs of Mohammad Rafi and Kishore Kumar with a slow sound. When they all came to the restaurant I requested them to have their seats. Without wasting more time, I said Aparna's parents with a humble voice that I loved her daughter so much that I could not live a day without her and I also told that the situation of Aparna was very similar to me and she also did not live without me. I told his father that when he rejected me in the coffee shop I called Aparna and offered her that to come with me to Bhubaneswar, but she denied as she wanted to marry me with your permission. I also told that if he had a problem in my way of talking then I could change my talking style and as I was good in English I could talk to him with fluent English and I was also ready to change my cast. I tried my best to make her family understand how I was nothing without Aparna and hoe I was ready to do anything to get her. During this conversation, tears dropped down from my eyes. Seeing those tears Aparna could not stop herself and started crying. Our tear drops might put a great impact on their hearts. Her father stood up from his chair, came closer to me and gave me a tight hug by saying that I was the best person for her daughter who could keep the smile in her daughter's face for all time to come. Finally, I won. Aparna won. It was our love that owns the heart of her family members that's why they agreed to our marriage proposal. After all, now it was the time to say the truth to my parents and it was Aparna's turn to impress my parents. So after 2-3 days, we departed for Berhampur to my home to agree my parents on our marriage proposal. Although I had described everything about my relationship with Aparna in between these 2-3 days, my mother wanted to meet Aparna to judge her character, to know about her capacity to manage a home and to know some other important things that a normal mother-in-law wanted to know from her daughter-in-law.

Before going to my house we stayed in a hotel in Berhampur to prepare ourselves to meet my parents properly. Aparna was well-known to that the first impressions are important and part of that is how you dress. A night out with the boyfriend and meeting the parents are two different occasions. She asked me how conservative my parents were. She didn't want to offend anyone by showing too much skin or wearing attire with images or language that might be seen as rude. She wanted to avoid clothing that promotes violence or is overtly sexual. So she wearied a simple saree and had make-up like a simple Odia girl.

She didn't want to arrive late to meet my parents. So she finished all her make-ups properly in time and said to me to go to our house. Earlier I said about our homecoming to my parents to make Aparna familiar to my family members with some general facts about them. On our way home, she asked me to get some information on my parents; I obviously wanted her to make a good impression, too. So I explained so many things about my parents' nature. She also asked me about their quirks or pet peeves for which she could avoid doing anything to annoy them.

As our family was staying in the south part of Odisha, our talking style was some way different than her talking style. Also, our culture was something different from her. But she did not want to be culturally insensitive. So she wanted to learn about what is culturally acceptable and what is considered disrespectful and I also helped her in somehow and she also gave her best efforts to understand our culture.

Like me, she also wanted to take some gifts for my family members. So we went to the nearest gift store. She knew that my father was a high school teacher in our locality and he taught math and science to his students. He also knew that my father was very much fond of reading good Odia novels and he had also written some poetry book and he was a huge fan of Vyasakabi Fakir Mohan Senapati. So he bought a bulk amount of books which were written by Vyasakabi Fakir Mohan Senapati like 'Six Acres and Third', 'Rebati, Atmacharita', 'The Maternal Uncle', 'Ananta: The Widow's Son' with some poetry books written by other Odia writers. As my mother was a housewife and she liked Lord Jagannath so much so she bought a well-designed statue of Lord Jagannath. She also bought some sweets and chocolate packets with a bouquet of red roses.

Then we reached at our home in time. My mother came to the door and give me a tight hug. She only looked at Aparna and gave a fake smile. It seemed a little awkward for Aparna but she went forward to her and praised her by bending down to her leg. Then we entered our home. My father was worshiping God in the puja room. We sit on the sofa. When my father came from the puja room Aparna went to her and praised her also by bending down to his leg. He immediately accepted Aparna by saying that she was the Laxmi of our house. I went to him. She gave me a hug and said in my ear with a little voice that my selection was best but I had to manage my mother anyhow.

Then I took Aparna to my room and left her to have fresh and change the saree. Then I went to the kitchen for my mom. She was cooking my favourite noon veg dishes with great joy. But when I asked her about Aparna she did not say anything. By seeing her silence, I understood that she did not like her. To break the silence, I changed the topic and tried to know about her health condition, health condition of my father and asked many other things that a normal son asked her mother when he met her after a long. Then she finished her cooking and said me to seat in the dining table for lunch. Then I went to my room. Aparna sat on my bed alone.

Hey! Darling. Why are you sit here like this?

"Let's go for lunch."

"Perhaps your mother does not like me," she asked.

"Don't be worried. I am here and I will make everything perfect," I replied to make her happy.

Then I kissed her forehead and we went to the dining table. In the dining table my mother food to me and my father. Aparna went to the kitchen and tried to help my mother from her side. But she asked her not to help her anymore and suggested her to sit in the dining table for lunch with a rude voice. Then Aparna came to the table and had a seat near me. Then my mother went to the Puja room, brought the same amount of Gangajal and poured it in our kitchen. This incident hurt Aparna so much. She looked so unhappy. But my father who had already accepted her as his daughter-in-law said her not to be worried as my mother has to take some time to accept her. Then my mother served food also to Aparna. I had done a big mistake that I did not say my mother that Aparna was purely vegetarian. So when Aparna saw the non-veg items on her plate she felt so awkward to have them. She did not take a single bite. I asked my mother that Aparna was purely vegetarian so please gave some veg items to her. My mother went to the kitchen to bring some veg items by saying that from now we had to make a new kitchen and make food separate in this house. Aparna held my hand smoothly and said that she had tried non-veg items since the last few days so that she was not vegetarian now. She tried her best to eat those nonveg items for the very first time only to impress my mother.

Some days passed away. Aparna tried her best to impress my mother in different ways. She tried to help my mother although my mother did not ask for any help. She gave my father medicines on time. As she was an MCA student she also gave some ideas to the students who came to our house to take tuition from my father. She tried her best to cook some good foods which were favourite to my mother. She also used her modern ideas to design our house which would make our house more beautiful.

Everything was running smoothly. One day my uncle with his wife came to our house to invite our whole family for his daughter's marriage. My father and I did not like my aunty as she used to do comments on other's personal matters. When she saw Aparna she asked my mother about her. My mother felt so awkward to tell her that Aparna was my would be wife. But my father told clearly that she was Arnav's would be daughter-in-law. Then she started commenting that it was not good to keep a girl in the home before marriage. She also commented that how a brahmin boy could marry a girl from other casts. Hearing those comments Aparna felt so unhappy and left that place silently and went directly to my room. When they went out of our home I went straight to Aparna and saw that she was crying. I felt so sorry for her.

"Please! Let me go to my home," Aparna said with crying.

"Why?"

"I don't want to stay here anymore. Your mother and other family members will never accept me."

I went to her, gave her a tight hug and said that no to be panic. I also told that not to lose hope.

"Hope! I am not seeing any hope here. Everything is dark here and how can I get you in such a dark society?"

"Don't be worried. We all are going to the marriage ceremony of my uncle's daughter. Keep faith in me. We will both make everyone impress there and make everyone agree to our marriage."

After 2 days we all departed to my uncle's house to attend the marriage party. All our relatives knew about Aparna and my relationship. Some of them accepted, but more of them rejected us. They did not say a single word to me, but they tried to comment Aparna as could as they do. Aparna heard all the comments but stayed silent. But my uncle's daughter Rina who was going to marry in that occasion liked my choice so much. As a sister, she was so supportive for me from her childhood and I also loved her so much as I had no other single sister in my whole family. The only cause that I came to that marriage ceremony was only Rina. From her childhood, we were so close to each other. She did not hide anything from me. She shared all her happiness, sadness and all the matters with me and as a brother, I always tried my best to solve her any problem.

In the evening when Aparna and I went to her room to meet her and give her the gifts, we found her crying alone in the room. When I saw her crying I felt so sad and said Aparna to close the door from inside. After that, we sat near her and wanted to know the reason behind her tear.

"Rani! Look at me. Why are you crying alone here," I asked?

She looked at me, gave a hug and again crying.

"You know that your tears are so valuable for us. So please tell us the reason. We will try our best to solve it out," said Aparna.

"Actually, Bhai. I am loving a boy called Roshan. We are loving each other from our college days. I can't live without him and he can't also live without me."

"What is he doing?"

"He is selected as an officer in the Income Tax department and he is in training now."

"Where is his house and what is his father doing?"

"Bhai! He is an orphan. He has no family. His parents died in a car accident when he is in class 4. From then he is struggling alone till now to get success in his life alone. He has done so much hard work to get this job. I met him in college when I was in +3 final years. He was a bright student at the college. But she was not given the approval to sit in the classroom as he was unable to clear the fees in time. But his dedication to study made our principle allow him to sit only in the exam. Seeing his hard work and dedication I started liking her and went near him to help him in his studies by sharing the notes and key points. In this way, in a period of 3 months, we came so close to each other and started loving to each other from our heart. Then he proposed to me to marry him when he got the job letter from the IT department and wasting no time I said yes. But when I came home to say my parents about Roshan they had already selected a guy for me. But anyhow I told them about my choice but they rejected him and pressurized me to marry the guy of their choice. Do you know! I said to him to go away from home and marry each other in the temple and stay away. But he denied and suggested to me that it was wrong to marry without parents' permission and he not only wanted to marry me but also wanted my family as he had no family from his childhood."

"Ok. Call him here. I want to talk to him. And don't cry. I will do something."

Then Roshan came. I and Aparna met him and wanted to know about his feelings and we both satisfied with him. Then I and Aparna decided to say everything to my mom for which she could try to understand Rani's parents. We went to my mom and said everything about the relationship between Rani and Roshan and requested her to make her parents agree for their marriage. After hearing our words, she immediately told me no to do anything on other's family matters and warned Aparna not to do anything which might create family issues.

As the marriage timing was coming closer Aparna decided to go to Rani's parents and try to understand them. She said to me to stay outside the room. She went alone and closed the door from inside. It is unknown to me till today that what she told to my uncle and aunt on that day, but when she came outside the room she had a smile of success on her face and my uncle and aunt turned into water after understanding her and unexpectedly allowed her daughter in her own choice and accepted Roshan not like a son-in-law but like a son. When I asked her about the situations in the closed room she only said that she was an MCA student and dealing with clients was so easy for her. After that incident, my aunt who did bad comments on Aparna treated her like her own daughter and said my mother that she would be the perfect match for me.

After staying some days there we finally returned to Berhampur again. One evening when I asked my mother about Aparna she said that actually, she had no problem with her from starting. She selected her from the first meet. But she only wanted to know that if Aparna could manage the family in the right manner and she passed in her test. Then she called Aparna, took her to our Puja room and gifted her a gold neckless that her mother-in-law gave her in the first meeting. So finally we got the green signal from my parents. Now, this was the time for a meeting of the parents of both the family to allow them to mix up with each other. So I and Aparna made a trip plan to Puri where we invited both of our parents to meet each other.

These days visiting a foreign country has become quite common and easy. But that was for the first time I travelled to New York, the city of skyscrapers. My passports and visas were ready hence we left within a week's time. I was very excited because it was my first visit abroad. We boarded the plane from Delhi airport and reached New York after 18 hours of flight.

I had heard that New York is a city of skyscrapers. Our own house in Bhubaneswar was single storied but in New York, while going towards our apartment I saw dozens of buildings. My guide told us that our apartment was also in one of the skyscrapers and a lift, within seconds, would take us to the 40th floor.

The streets of New York were very busy and I was told that they are called avenues. The greater part of New York was on an Island and there were seven avenues running from one end to the other.

Crossing these avenues were streets which were all numbered. All people in New York speak English but other languages are also spoken. New York is a place where people from all countries have made their home. Most of the black Americans live in a district called Harlem.

I found that people in America are very conscious of saving time. All the people in New York are so busy that they always seem to be on the move. All the houses and apartments are so well maintained that they appear to be as good as new.

The garbage removal system was also so regular and well planned that the sight of overflowing dustbins is a rarity. Nor could I see cows roaming on the streets, as a matter of fact, there were ranches at the outskirts of the city. I saw lush green fields with proper fencing and good healthy cows enjoying their meal, there.

It was very exciting to take a tour of New York on a double-decker bus. The roof of the bus had seats for tourists to sit and enjoy New York City. The bus moved from one avenue to the other and took me on a sight-seeing tour of the city.

People could get down at any stop and could board any other tourist bus for visiting another place. It was very comfortable as I had to buy a ticket only once and I used it throughout the day.

The buses did not have conductors and for the old and handicapped, people they had been made barrier-free. When the driver saw a handicapped person, he stopped the bus and got down helping him/her get into the bus. The buses were so designed that the handicapped person in his wheelchair could also enter the bus with ease. I found it so unlike India where no such provisions are in place.

New York was a very interesting place and here I visited the statue of Liberty which stood tall inside the ocean. It looked so majestic and awesome that I was forced to think about the sculptor who made this. It was indeed an amazing sight and it gave New York an identity of its own.

I also happened to visit the Malls and was surprised to see that they were cities in themselves. I spent hours and hours together discovering them.

Needless to say, that the Mall culture also becoming popular in India but we still have a long way to go when we compare them with the Malls abroad. I exchanged things that I purchased from the Mall without the sales girls making any fuss about it.

The best thing which I liked was the warmth and the behaviour of the people, whom I met, even strangers welcomed us with a smile and wished. I hardly saw any frowning face and no one broke the queue. The discipline was amazing! Everyone was using the dustbins, the streets, the malls, the stations; the bus stops all were neat and clean though there were so many people moving around.

Everything abroad reflects the country's progress, development, and discipline. It would not be an exaggeration to say that New York is indeed a great city where people from all countries and different religions, races live in peace and harmony.

I stayed there for 2 weeks, but I wanted to stay there for all times to come. After 2 weeks my trip was over. Then I prepared myself to return to India. When I finally reached India I called Aparna immediately as I could not talk to her for the last 2-3 weeks. Then I came to know that she had not returned Bhubaneswar as her project was not finished and she would take 2 weeks more to finished her project properly. So I and my guide who went to New York planned to stay in Delhi the capital of India for the next 2 weeks.

Arrived at Ajanta hotel near railway station, first arrived to have manager take me into office to discuss tours etc. said he could book tours etc. so said to him he can book a morning train ticket next day to Agra as he looked on rail network computer and said he could get me on early morning train as on limited time and need to leave on 6 am train, he said he will arrange while we head out for a walk around the town. We walked around and we met a local guy who said he knows of the tourist center at the Connaught center that we should go to as there is a lot of scams around so he hailed us a tuk-tuk for a few rupees to drive us there. We arrived there and enquired about tours in Agra and he was trying to sell us tours from Delhi to Agra at ridiculous prices and I knew I had been set up from the guy I met up the street earlier. We told him that we were going to go have something to eat and think over which tour to take ...only way to get out of the shop. He even walked us to a place to eat lol. After dinner we walked around and found lots of people trying to scam us one way or the other, it was getting dark so we decided to head back to the hotel.We hailed numerous taxis and found out that the taxis going back to place we started from was 10 times the rate that we were charged to arrive there, we weren't going to let these scum bags have one over us so we decided to walk back , this on its own was an experience as dark and theses seedy looking guys coming up to you asking you where you going and following you down the street until I flipped my lid and told them to fuck Off. We arrived back at our hotel and the manager said he booked me a late afternoon train, I said that I didn't want that and he got angry and demanded I pay for it, we felt threatened by his tone and decided to leave the hotel and said we would be putting up a bad review about him and hotel on trip advisor...we found a hotel a few doors down at hotel grand Godwin which is a beautiful hotel, genuinely nice people not trying to rip you, etc. ...We spoke with the manager there and booked a tour with one of his drivers to Agra at a very good rate leaving first thing in the morning which was great. The next day we did our tour of Agra and surrounding areas the next day and arranged for the driver to drop us off at the airport on way back. We stopped off at a fuel station and the driver said he would be back soon, a minute or so later a different guy jumps in the driver's seat and it is the owner of the first hotel we walked out of he apologized for his managers behaviour and gave us our money back but wanted me to take bad review off website I felt cornered and agreed to remove and he left the car. I was angry with the driver that he did not tell me that the two hotels were owned by the same owner and the owner wanted to talk to me. He said the manager told him he could not say anything to me about the meeting. We still had a fantastic trip and I highly recommend the driver from that hotel, we tipped the driver really well too, the guy was nearly in tears at the airport as was nearly a 15 wage for him ... overall we felt that in that part of Delhi most people were out to rip the tourist and the way the people there follow you round is very scary. I would not recommend ladies to walk around late at night by themselves. Then I returned back to Bhubaneswar my native place after one month. After 2 days of my reaching at Bhubaneswar Aparna also returned back to Bhubaneswar.

The time passed away so fast. It was the month of December. We got a vacation of 10 days. So as per the plan, our family members started preparation for the ring ceremony. So that we both fixed a place near Gopalpur Sea beach to make our ring ceremony so memorable. We booked that place through an event manager and said to him to do whatever to make the part best. On 27th December 2015, all the family members including the relatives of both of our family started our journey for Gopalpur. As per the instruction, our event manager booked a good hotel for our stay. It was a program of 4 days to finish all the trends properly before the ceremony. I and Aparna were so happy that our dream was going to become true. On the final day, Aparna got many ornaments from both of our families. After the proper make up she looked like an angel who perhaps entered into my life to make my life worthy. Then our ring ceremony was finished with a proper way and thanks to our event manager who did excellent work by giving a lot of dedication which made the occasion so memorable for all times to come. As the holidays ware not finished so we both decided to go on a trip to Goa. We had also considered other places like Sikkim, Kashmir and Bhutan, but ultimately decided on Goa for our seven-day trip.

We stayed at Paradise Village Resort on Calangute Beach in North Goa. Situated just by the beach, this resort features relaxing Spanish-style villa accommodation. We visited the famous hotspots of Goa such as Baga, Anjuna and Vagator beaches. We loved Thalassa, the Greek restaurant in Vagator that commands a great view of the ocean as it is situated on a cliff. We made a detour to the Samarpan Ashram in Shirodi and the busy port city of Vasco da Gama. We sampled a wide variety of cuisines like Goan delights at Curlies Beach Shack and Cafe Lilliput in Anjuna. Cafe Lilliput is said to be one of Goa's oldest and most iconic tourist attractions since it first launched in the 1980s.

Our best meal was at Pickled Mango at Rio Resort. Offering a beautiful view of the pool and the courtyard, the popular Pickled Mango restaurant offered a wide variety of global and Indian cuisines. "We had barbeque paneer, sabzi handi, masala cheese stuffed naan, buttermilk, Corona beers and a few Mexican dishes. We gave Pickled Mango five stars for food, ambiance and service.

Our most romantic moment took place at the Vagator beach. It was midnight, and the stars were clear in the sky. We enjoyed the cool breeze wafting our way from the nearby Vagator mountain. We shared a bottle of red wine with an instrumental romantic score in the background. It was a simple yet such a romantic setting - to be surrounded by the beauty of nature all around.

In between 7 days had passed away. We prepared ourselves to return to Bhubaneswar. But fortunately, we got a message from our office that for the Christmas and New year our company had selected 5 couples to send them on a trip to Kashmir and luckily we were also selected. So we made up our mind to go on another trip to Kashmir.

I had read and heard a lot about Kashmir that it was a paradise on earth, but I didn't get a chance to experience Paradise before. We were picked up from Srinagar airport by a Kashmiri driver named Sameer. This driver deserves a special mention he was so helpful, soft-spoken and polite that I can declare him the best driver I have ever come across. Such a nice fellow! We were so inspired by his humbleness that we hired Sameer to be our travel guide and photographer as well in Kashmir and he didn't let us down. He made sure we saw every nook and corner of Kashmir. We were so touched by this driver that we even gifted him a watch at the end of our trip so that he doesn't forget us.

We stayed in a houseboat in Srinagar. Dal Lake was like a mini city by itself, with all the buzz around, those Shikaras, shops, people, etc. It was amazing just like the song from the movie Mission Kashmir "Sonho Ke Jheelon Ka Shehar ho", it was indeed a Jheelon Ka Shehar. I will never forget the evening rides on Shikara, they were out of the world and so enchanting. We also visited Gulmarg and Pahalgam.

To be honest, before visiting Kashmir I had a perception that Kashmiris are aggressive people, as it was shown all over the media. But I realized it's not like that, Kashmiris are the friendliest and heart-warming people. No one cheated us in Kashmir, no one tried to bluff or misguide us during the trip unlike other places in India where you can get duped quite easily by anyone.

I remembered once we were going to Shikara and I realized we forgot something in the houseboat. We were quite far from our houseboat in the Shikara, but to my surprise, the Shikarawala offered to take us back to the houseboat to fetch us what we wanted and dint charge us even a single penny extra. Wow! I must say such humble people these Kashmiris are.

The Kashmiri doesn't care whose flag he follows; whose anthem he sounds. As long as the Kashmiri gets to row his shikara, herd his sheep, temper his willow bats, grow his apples and light his kangri in peace, what's an India, what is a Pakistan. We had pulled over beside a large shop with a sign that reads 'Kesar Valley'. Sameer seemed to have taken a personal affront to the fact that I had never had kahwah in my life, and decided the experience could wait no longer. Two bearded men nurse the counter, sitting cross-legged on low stools. The long table in front of them displays almonds, kernels, tiny containers of saffron, cans of almond oil, homemade hand cream and a host of other items. One of them raised to greet us. We enjoyed so many times in Keshar velly. Sameer also helped us to visit Avantipur, Pahalgam Valley, Apple gardens, Mount View Hotel and many other popular places. After the trip, we again came to Bhubaneswar and continue our live-in-relationship journey, but this time our relationship bond was stronger than before.

Some months passed away easily. One evening Aparna had a phone call that her father got a heart stroke and he was admitted into City Hospital in Balasore. Aparna was so frightened and so shocked. She did not think of what to do. Unfortunately, we both had to submit a presentation to a client on the very next day, but that was an important deal for Aparna as that was her 1st deal with such a big client. But it was also our duty to be present near Aparna's parents in such a condition. Aparna decided to leave for Balasore at that moment. But I stopped her. I tried to understand her that the deal was so important for her carrier and it would take her to a different level of success. So I told her that I would go to Balasore and she would come after the deal. Aparna did not agree with my proposal. But I tried my best to understand her and after so many difficulties she agreed and requested me that I would update her every time. I called my branch manager about the situation and he also felt worried and allowed me to go for a medical leave. Then I started my journey to Balasore at 8 PM and reached there after a driving of 3 hours at 11 PM.

In the hospital, her mother was so worried. Her brother was there but she was also so worried. Her other relatives were also there but they were also so tensed. When her mother noticed me she ran towards me with crying and gave me a hug and asked about her daughter. I also felt so worried to see her situation and tried my best to take her to a good condition. I immediately phoned Aparna and gave the phone to her mother to talk to her. Then I went to her brother and asked him about his father's condition and came to know that his father's condition was not so good. Then we both went to the doctor and asked him about our next step. The doctor said that the condition of Aparna's father was so critical and they had no better sources to give him better treatment. He also advised us to take him to another better hospital as the next 24 hours was so hard for him. Hearing those words Aparna's brother got tensed, but I immediately called one of my friend Vinod who was a doctor in Rudra Hospital, Cuttack and asked him everything. Vinod talked to the doctor who was attending Aparna's father to know his condition then said to me to take him Cuttack immediately. Then I with her brother took him to Rudra Hospital immediately. Her mother and other relatives came in another car. Aparna called me to know her father's situation. Without saying her everything I only said that we took her father to Rudra Hospital for better treatment. I also told her not to be worried as I was there for her father. At 3 AM we reached Rudra Hospital. Vinod was there for us to receive us. He had finished all the formalities before we reached there. When we reached the medical authority immediately took uncle to the ward and started the treatment. After a few minutes, the doctor came outside and said to us that uncle's condition was so critical and they had to do an operation immediately. But the chance of the success was 50-50 and if they would not do that operation then uncle might not survive. Then he gave me a form to fill up for starting the operation. I went to her mother and told her everything and she agreed to fill up the form.

At morning 4 AM the operation was started. At sharp 4.30 AM, the doctor came out from the operation room with a sad face. All of us went to him and asked him about uncle's situation. Aparna's mother was so curable to know her beloved husband's condition. Not only she but also everyone who was there got shocked when the doctor answered that uncle was no more. They tried their best, but they couldn't save him. Hearing that news Aparna's mother cried out. All the relatives are started crying. But her brother did not cry or did not say anything to anyone. He was silent and speechless. He sat on the chair without saying anyone with a great shock. I was so sad and unhappy to listen to that news. To see the condition of everyone I did not think about what to do. At sharp 6 AM in the morning, Aparna called me to know about her father's situation but I did not say her anything as I knew that Aparna was so sentimental and she might do anything after hearing that news. So I lied to her that her father was in a better condition and he wanted to see her when she would come after finishing her office work properly. I was so thankful to Vinod who helped his best and tried also his best to understand everyone to keep patience. Then the police came at 7 AM and started the procedure of post-mortem. After that, some relatives made her mother calm. Her brother came out of shock and we started informing other family members and relatives. I called my father and gave the bad news. He was so worried and started his journey with my mother to Balasore as could as possible. In between that period of time, Aparna called me many times, but every time I told her lie. Her family members suggested me to say her truth, but I denied as I knew her very well and I decided to take her to the hospital after her office. At 12 PM my parents reached the hospital. My father asked me about the situation and my mother went to Aparna's mother to give her courage. At 1 PM the hospital authority handed over the dead body to us and we all decided to take the body to Puri to finish funeral work in the Swargadwar, Puri. Now it was my duty to say the truth to Aparna. But I had no that amount of courage that I could face her. When all were preparing to go to Puri I said that I would be there with Aparna and left for Bhubaneswar.

When I reached Bhubaneswar I called her and she told that she was in the office and she successfully finished the deal. Then without saying her anything I went directly to the office. I went to the manager's chamber and told him everything and requested him to give her leave for some days. Then I came to Aparna. She hugged me and asked me about her father. I did not describe her anything and said to her to go to Puri with me. She asked the cause and I only said that I would tell you in the car. Then we left for Puri. I was thinking that how could I tell her truth and also thinking about her expression when she knew the truth. Then on the way to Puri, I stopped the car and described everything about her father. She was totally shocked and started crying. Anyhow I made her calm and we reached Puri at 4 PM then directly went to Swargadwar. She ran to her father's dead body and started crying again. I let her cry as could as she and then I brought her out. Then the funeral work was finished and we returned to Balasore. Some days passed with her father's memory. Later her brother and her mother requested me to take her Bhubaneswar with me as she was not able to forget her father at any cost. Then I took her to Bhubaneswar with me.

After that incident, I lost my actual Aparna and found a new one who was so silent and calm. Her behaviour was totally changed. She did not make fun like before, she stayed sad and upset. She did not do the official works properly. Her father's death put a deep impact on her heart and she needed more time to forget all those kinds of stuff. I tried my best to keep her happy but I could not properly. Some days passed away. Her brother got a promotion and he was sent to Delhi. He requested her mother to go with him but she disagreed as she wanted to live in her husband's house with her husband's memory. When Aparna knew about that she wanted to go to her mother. She told me that she wanted to leave the job and wanted to shift to her father's house. I also agreed to her because I wanted Aparna to spend more time with her family members so that she would feel better and her mother wouldn't feel alone. Then she resigned from her job and went to Balasore.

When she was in Balasore I also felt alone. But I had nothing in my hand to do. But in such a negative time our love for each other did not reduce and the distance also made our relationship stronger. To pass the time easily I suggested her to teach some students in her home and again start the hobby of reading different books by going to the library. She gave tuition to some girls students in her home. She again joined the City Library. She also joined a cooking class. Everything was started running smoothly day by day. In between 6 months passed away. Being pressurized by both of our parents and relatives we finally decided to get married.

Our family members started the preparation by forgetting all the huddles and they tried their best to arrange the marriage ceremony in a grand way. The date was fixed. The place was fixed. To make our marriage memorable we have decided to do the marriage shopping together. I suggested her to do all the shopping in Bhubaneswar. Then we did all the shopping for both of us and also bought many gifts for relatives and friends. As per the plan we distributed our marriage invitation cards among our friends and relatives. Aparna was so happy for our marriage and to finish all the trends before marriage she stayed at Balasore.

That was 02.04.2017. It was one day before the Marriage date. As we planned earlier I went to Balasore to take her with me directly to the place of our marriage. As her house was full of ladies so I decided to stay in the hotel and planned that we left for Bhubaneswar by bus at 6 PM and from there we went to our marriage destination by my car. And her family members went to the destination through another car.

The time was 4 o'clock in the afternoon. I was waiting for her at the bus stand. 30 minutes ago, she messaged me and told me that she had already left from her house and she would come to the bus stand within 10 to 15 minutes. While waiting at the bus stand I was looking to the images which we clicked together and which were the memories of our love. I was also thinking about her importance in my life. I was also thinking that when we used to go together on the road then how I was on the side of the vehicles when she was with me, how did I start keeping account of each moment, and when she was in front of me How do I forget my name? Now it was 4.30 and then 5, but she did not come. During that period, I had dialled her numbers 20 to 30 times, but she did not respond. I tried to her brother's number, her home number but no one answered. Then I returned back to her house and found a big lock in the main door. Then I returned back to the bus stand and waited for her for a while. After that my bus conductor warned that the bus had to depart, so I left for Bhubaneswar from there. While coming to Bhubaneswar, I was thinking that why was not she answering my phone calls? In between, I called some of her close friends and relatives to know whether she was with them but every time I faced no. At 9.30 PM I reached Bhubaneswar, booked a cab and went toward my home. At about 10 PM I reached my house. My mother called me to know about my situation and also about my journey. I was not in a position to tell anything to my mom. I did not say anything to her, only said that I was fine and also asked about the preparation as I had a belief that she would definitely come. Then I repeatedly tried her numbers 15 to 20 times but all my efforts went waste. After all, I closed all the lights in the room and went to bed to sleep.

Every day before sleeping I pray God for the safety of every creature in the world, but that night I only prayed my god to keep that innocent girl safe. I tried my best to sleep, but I could not because every time when I was closing my eyes it seemed that she was in big trouble and she cried out for help. That time I felt my self so weak because I knew very well that the girl whom I loved from my core of heart might be in trouble, but I did not do anything. On the very next day, I went to the marriage destination. When I reached saw that everyone looked so excited. My parents were so happy about my marriage, but I did not find any member of Aparna's side. No one had any clue about Aparna and her family members. I tried my best to contact her but all went in vain. Then the time of marriage was also passed away. Our relatives and friends did so many comments and left the place. I also did not understand why Aparna did like that. Then the evening came. Now we had nothing to do in our hands. So I returned back to Berhampur with my parents. That incident also internally broke my parents, but they couldn't express that as they wanted to make me stronger. I showed everyone that the incident could not put any impact on me and I was so normal, but only I knew that what had happened to me. I couldn't sleep for nights and also couldn't do any office works. I stated again writing shayaris after her departure and the 1st one was-

Ek pyaaree see ladakee roz mere sapanon main aatee hai, har baar na jaanen kanha se naee kahaaniyaan laatee hai.

Main pyaar behad karata hoon usase vah ye bhee jaanatee hai, par apanee bhaavanaon ko kahane se mujhe har baar kataraatee hai.

Duniyaanke saare ashulon ko har baar mujhe samajhatee hai, par mere ek guzaarish ko vah kabhee na maanatee hai.

Mujhase door hone ke gam se vah bhee hamesha rotee hai, par sapanon mai aane ke baavajood vah kabhee na mere saath sotee hai.

Raat ke sarnaate mai meree kabitaon ko itameenaan se sunatee hai,

aur sooraj ke pahalee kiran ke saath kaheen gum ho jaatee hai.

Par kuchh dinon se na hee mene usase baat kiya hai, kyon kee in dinon mene sapanon ke bina soya hai.

Days, weeks, months passed away. In between, I tried to contact her in different ways, but every time I got failure. I had thought in my mind that she might not be in my fate. I understood that if one story is not to be taken to the conclusion, then it should be left to give a happy turn. In my heart, I decided that with a bouquet of flowers I would go to her house again and told her in front of her mother that how she was so special for me and how I wanted to walk with her for all times to come. If she would say 'Yes' for the final time, then it would be fine otherwise she would be forgotten as a beautiful moment of my life.

I said everything about my plan to my parents and begged their permission to go to Balasore again. At first, my parents denied, but after realizing my condition the allowed me to go to Balasore again. I started my journey and I reach Balasore in the afternoon. I was so excited and confused also. I bought a bouquet of red roses from a nearby shop and went directly to her house. When I reached her house I saw that the gate was closed and locked. I asked some neighbours and came to know that they did not know anything, but Aparna and her family members left the house from 02.04.2017. I was surprised. I remembered the date very well but I did not want to remember the incident anymore because after her departure I had lost all my future plans and when I tried to think about my future, it looked like a black whole.

"Jindagee vakt ke kashtee par savaar ho kar rishton ke paabandiyon ko na maanate hue aaj khaaleepan se bhara ek ajab hee saahil par aa ruka hai. Peechhe mud kar dekhata hoon to sab dhundhala lagata hai jab ki aage ka to puchho hee mat. Peechhe dhundhala hee sehee par kuchh dikhaee to aa raha hai, lekin aage na hee koee rasta hai aur na hee koee manzil. Abb to shaayad khaaleepan ne bhee saath dene se inakaar kar diya he kyonki pahale to tanahaee main ham hamaare khayaalon ke saath baaten kar liya karate the par abb to khayaalen khud hee khaamosh baithen hain."

I also came to know that some days ago her brother came here to take some furniture and other things. After hearing about her brother I remembered that her brother was working in the bank in which my friend was the manager and I told my friend to select him for that job and he was sent to Delhi after getting the promotion. So I immediately called my friend to get the data about Aparna's brother and came to know that he was in Delhi. I got her contact number and tried but it was saying not reachable. Then I returned to Bhubaneswar. I joined in the office. And after 2-3 days I was informed that I was going to Delhi for an official tour. What a coincident. Might be my God also wanted to give me a chance to meet my beloved one again. So before my planning, he gave me the opportunity to go to Delhi. After 4 days I left for Delhi from Bijju Pattanaik International airport.

When I reached Delhi airport a man stood with my nameplate. I came to him and asked him his name and came to know that he was Ajit a local driver and he recently joined our Delhi branch office as a travel guide. Then he took me to the hotel and gave his number and told that he was there for 24 hours for me. I sent him to his house to take a rest and said to me to come to tomorrow morning. As the next day, I had to go to our Delhi branch to finish the assignment I slept earlier. The very next day Ajit came and we went to the office. I finished my work and came to the hotel. Ajit asked me that he had to go to the hospital as his mother was admitted. So I let him attend his mother and also gave some money for her. He did not accept, but being pressurized by me he finally took that money and left for the hospital. Then I immediately called my friend to know the residential address about Aparna's brother and also his office address and luckily I got all the information. Delhi city was not unknown to me as I came here for 2-3 times before, but I needed a good driver who took me to the address easily. So I waited for Ajit.

The next day when Ajit came to me I asked him about that office address as I wanted to talk to her brother before meeting Aparna. Ajit took me to a particular address. I went to her brother's office and asked about him at the reception and came to know that he was in a meeting. So I requested the guy who was in the reception to call him when he finished the meeting and I waited for him in the waiting hall. After an hour he came and shocked to see me. I offered him a handshake and we went to the nearest coffee shop. Then I asked him about her sister, but he did not want to tell me anything and tried to ignore my questions. But when I repeatedly asked him about his sister, he took me to his house to meet me with Aparna without saying anything.

We both reached to his house. He rang the calling bell. His mother opened the door and came out. When she saw me she was surprised. Then his brother took me to Aparna's room. Aparna sat on a sofa in her room and watching the television. When she saw me she got shocked. Her brother and mother said me to sit there to talk with Aparna and they left the place. I sat on the chair in front of her. I looked at her. She was so silent and so normal. I asked her about her health. Then she asked me about my parents, my job and also about Bhubaneswar. Then I asked her a glass of water to drink then she shouted to her mother to bring a glass of water for me.

"I am here today only to meet you after so many months, but you can't bring a glass of water for me," I said angrily.

In the very next moment what I saw, I could not believe my eyes for a while. Aparna held two crutches in her two hands and started walking out to the room. I sat there for a while without understanding anything. She came to me with a glass of water. I realized that she lost her two legs. I stood from the chair. I looked at her without saying anything, received the glass from her, placed it on the table and hugged her tightly and started crying. She also started crying and holding me tightly.

"What am I seeing Aparna? How did this happen," I asked sadly?

"Let it Arnav. This is my fate. Now there is no profit to say about the old memories," she replied.

"No, Aparna. You have to ask me anyhow," I asked.

"That day after messaging you, I left for the bus stand from our house to go with you to Bhubaneswar. I was so happy and excited to reach to you as soon as possible. So when I crossed the road hurriedly, a car came towards me with top speed and faced an accident. When I got my sense back, I found myself in the hospital bad and I had lost my two legs," she described.

"What? Then why did not you inform me," I asked?

"I tried your number and your family members' number lots of time, but no one answered me," I said again.

"Had not your faith on our love or on me," I asked?

"No Arnav. Nothing like that. I had more faith in you and also on our love and I have till now," she replied humbly.

"Then why did not you inform me when you were in such a bad condition," I asked?

"Because you had faced so many troubles for me and I did not want to put you in more trouble. You have a good job with a bright future. So I did not want to be a burden for your life," she replied.

"Don't tell like that. I have never loved you for your body. I loved your heart and soul and I will for all times to come. You will never a burden for me. You are the strongest part of my life and you are my reason to live. Without you I am nothing. I can't live without you," I replied.

"I can't also live without you. I love you too much Arnav. I love you too much," she said.

"Aparna! I don't know that I am the perfect one for you or not." "But will You marry me?" I asked.

"You are not only perfect Arnav. You are the best. You are the best choice for me. I will marry you," she replied.

Then we again hugged tightly to each other and kissed each other's lip for a while.

"I found peace, Whenever I came near you I found my existence, Which I had forgotten.

I remembered you in the Season of grief Whenever I was sad because of loneliness, I remembered you.

Beware heart! You are falling in love once again, Yes! You are really falling in love once again."

Then we informed both of our family members about our marriage decision and prepared ourselves again for marriage. Like before we did everything to make our marriage ceremony so memorable. The date was fixed and it was on 02.05.2018. We fixed the same place again for our marriage. Our relatives and friends were invited again. Our family members did their best to set all the preparations perfectly.

It was the date of marriage. On the day of marriage, the marriage place was tastefully decorated with multi-coloured flowers, bunting and balloons. A served with juice, sweets, dry fruits and coffee. In the evening at about 4 p.m., some ceremonies, prior to the departure of the Barat were performed. Everybody was putting on his best suit. There were joy and cheer everywhere.

The priest put a coronet decked with flowers on Aparna's head. The women started singing songs. Aparna was made to ride a mare decked with ornaments of silver. The best band of the city created sweet sensations by its tunes of modern films. Our Barat started on foot towards Aparna's house. It was at a distance of half a mile. The party of jolly young boys and girls began to dance and twist to the tunes of the band. There was a drum beater surrounded by lust young bachelors chancing and jumping at the head of the Barat, crackers were also let off. The brother of Aparna was throwing handfuls of paisa which attracted many a child. The onlookers were looking at the Barat with eager eyes from both the sides of the roads. In a word, our Barat presented a gala sight to all.

Our Barat reached near Aparna's house. Its decoration beggared description. Multi-coloured bulbs, flowers and buntings decorated the house and it looked as if it were a place in paradise. The seating arrangement was made under a very big canopy. Our Barat received the heartiest reception.

The priest recited verses from the scriptures. My father and Aparna's brother embraced each other amidst shouts. The automatic camera took photographs.

The dowry was arranged in a big room. It included everything meant for a house and a television set, refrigerator and a car for me, but my father rejected everything as he was against dowry. The marriage was solemnized amidst Vedic mantras before the holy fire. In the early dawn, Aparna parted from her family members with tears in her eyes to start a new life in her in-law's house.

We got married finally after facing lots of hurdles in our lives. From the day one to the day last we faced the immense love between us, we faced the distance between us, we turned our parents disagree to agree, we faced comments of our relatives, we faced our parent's departure and so many difficulties which tried their best to make us apart, but every time we faced these difficulties like new opportunities and got success and our love became stronger day by day.

"Aap se mohabbat kuchh is kadar hua tha, jese pehele kabhee kisee se na hua tha.

Aap mere tanahaee todane khaatir chalee aatee thee, main aap ke aanchal odh kar so jaata tha."

I have successfully spent one year of my happy marriage life. Now I have a little daughter called Lilly. I resigned from my job from six months ago and shifted to Berhampur finally. Aparna and my father have started their own coaching classes and they are giving coaching to the students who are not able to read in the expensive coaching classes due to the shortage of money. I have started my own travel company as I learned so many things from travelling to many places in my past. I am also developing my own mobile application for my travel company. It is not so famous now but it is growing like a good company with day by day. My mother is playing all day with Lily perhaps she may have got her childhood again. After all, I am so happy and so thankful to my God that he has gifted me two angles in my life. One is Aparna, my big angle and another is Lilly, my little angle. I am also so thankful to my parents who are always there for me when I face any trouble in my life. Without them my life is nothing. In present, I am trying my best and in the future, I will also try my best to keep a smile on the face of my two little angles and my two backbone of my life which will make me a good husband and also a good father and a good son.

My friends sometimes ask me how can I manage my marriage life so easily? They have confusion that after marriage life looks so boring and love decreases. But I want to ask them a simple question that how do u think, could a person survive alone in this world without support?

In my view, it is possible. But, describing the life of that person, we can use nothing but grey colours and a feeling of despair. Everybody needs somebody. That's the normality of human beings. Someone feels that support from family members, friends, etc. While others are looking for a loving spouse, to live the life he/she has imagined.

In general, marriage can be described as a commitment between a woman and a man, which is strongly connected with love, support, tolerance and harmony. Actually, creating a family means a new stage of social advancement. Marriage founds new relationships between males and females, which is thought to be the highest and the most important institution of our society.

When it comes to marriage, the first thing we all think about is a long-lasting relationship. That's really true. Marriage is one of the most important decisions in everybody`s life. You choose to live your whole life with one person. When people decide to get married, they actually think and dream of having a lovely family, raising their children together and dedicating their lives to each other. They promise to keep their love throughout the whole life. The circle of our existence is like that.

As can be seen from life experience, marriage can be either successful or not. The deal is that couples make their choice here by themselves. If it is a love match, feelings will last for a long time – the duration is measured by the desire of two. If it is the marriage of convenience, the result will be visible pretty soon. No money, yachts and luxuries cannot replace true passion. Now or later, each person is looking for care, dearness and true amour.

Some people want to find a secret of a long and loving relationship in marriage. Frankly speaking, there is no secret. A good marriage requires only one single thing – to fall in love many times with the same person, cherishing all the feelings. In fact, there is no perfect marriage. It is all about finding your person and enjoy all the imperfections and differences, making your life awesome. As a good marriage is something that should be created by two loving people. It is not something that just happens from time to time.

From my point of view, married people are happier and less depressed if comparing to the unmarried ones. If it is your choice, not your parents`, why not? You are spending time with a person you want to see each morning. You wake up in the morning to make coffee just to see his/her smile. Is there any other pleasure like that?

There are 4 important concepts of marriage life. Among them are children, problem solving, communication and influences. Children may be the most considerable issue here. Some think that having a baby is stressful. Yes, it is. But, your child is a creation of yours. It is the result of the love of two. Of course, children change a lot a couple`s life. There is someone else, besides them. There are more responsibilities and duties. But, in fact, children only strengthen the feelings and tighten the family. Another concept is problem resolving. It is important to realize, that you don`t live by yourself already. Finding ways to solve some misunderstandings together is essential for a good marriage. You build your future by yourself. Communication plays a great role here as well. You should be like friends. The best friends, who have no secrets and nothing to hide away. Sing, dance in public, do what makes you feel comfortable with your spouse. Don't think that marriage is something difficult and it makes you feel busy all the time and unhappy. Show your sweetheart that she/he will be always interesting for you, discover something new. There are lots of passions nowadays. The most important thing to keep a family is not to be under some bad influences. If you have a family, think about it, not only about yourself. There is somebody who is waiting for you at home with warm cuddles and the sweetest smile in the world.

To cut a long story short, marriage is a huge painting. Millions of colours and brush movements create own love story for each couple. Support, the never-ending portion of love and admiration – these things make a marriage perfect. Remember that a real act of marriage takes place in your heart. Nothing else is important.

Finally, Today I've completed writing my third storybook "Ek Kahaanee Dil Se: A Story From Heart!" just now. The story is mostly inspired by the true-life incidents of my uncle's son Arnav Bhai. I want to say you that you are my inspiration and my ideal. The way you handle all the troubles of your life makes you a true gentleman., I am dead sure that Aparna Didi is the luckiest girl to find you as her husband and Lily is the luckiest daughter to find you as her father because from my point of view nobody can love them more than you. Your parents also feel proud of you to find you as a perfect son.

Here I prefer to change all the names of the persons & modified some of the events to maintain the privacy of the persons involved. But, to be very honest, Arnav Bhai's true love and affection towards Aparna Didi will be memorable for me for the rest of my life.

This is my story. Every story has a hero. The more sorrows he gets and overcomes them successfully, the bigger the hero he becomes. You are the hero of my story by overtaking all your pains and sorrows and finally accept your beloved one when she was struggling with her fate. Nowadays some are loving to see their partners' beauty and if the beauty is wasted due to any causes they reject them, but your honesty for your love proves that what a real man you are with a golden heart and a true soul lover. You are the real hero for me, Arnav Bhai and I am feeling proud to be your brother by writing your true love story!

"Kisee hava kee tarah tum jab dil se ho kar gujar jaatee ho, dil ke saath dimaag se bhee khel jaatee ho, aur na heen sirph mere badan ko, mere rooh ko bhee thandak de jaatee ho, tabhee lagata tha kee kitanee khaas ho tum mere lie.

Kisee chenaab kee tarah tum jab mere paas se gujar jaatee ho, mujhe dekh kar halakee see muskuraatee ho, duhkh bhare aangan se bhee khushee kee dhool ko pahachaan letee ho, mujhase milane khaatir apanee baaba se bhee jhooth bolatee ho, har raat sone se pehale mere lie dua maangatee thee aur sooraj ke pahalee kiran ke saath mujhe hee yaad karatee ho, tabhee lagata tha kee kitanee khaas ho tum mere lie.

Par hamaare door ho jaana shaayad vaqt ka hee saajish tha,

varana vaqt ke paabandiyon ko paar kar ham phir mile hee na hote.

Aur shaayad mohabbat ko muqammal karane ke vaaste kaabiliyat kee zaroorat hotee hai, jo hamaare paas to tha aur saath hee hamaare khuda ka karam hamaare paas tha, kyonki kaabiliyat aur karam ke saamane to vaqt ko bhee jhukana padata hai."

Thank You!

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