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Madhuri
09-09-2007, 12:23 PM
:blush: :blush: :blush: :blush:

I know there will be some zillion mistakes in this story, the flow may not be correct, the portraying of emotions could be better, something or the other might be missing. Please, note that this is my first ever attempt in writing anything. It's not going to be good at all. I am so nervous :blush:

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She was sitting at a corner table, observing people; there was a lot of hustle and bustle around. They all looked so happy. There was this couple sitting some two tables away, she thought, “They look so much in love. I wonder how will they be after a few years?”

She looked towards the entrance and thought, “He might be here any minute. I will be seeing him after a year.” She re-arranged the glasses on the table and looked up; there he was. “He looks so fresh and there is so much colour on his face.” She thought. He was always so conscious of his appearance, as if he was some film star or something.

A smile came to her face, thinking of the good old days. The time when we first met in college about 8 years ago. “Gosh, we have been together for so long.” She thought of the all the fun and laughter, the pranks they played on teachers, the hard-pressed days during exams, when she would be running after him to make him study. He was least interested in studies, still runs away from books.

“He is so successful now. Working in a big company in London, managing a team, working well” She smiled to herself, full of pride. “What more can I ask for? Everything is so right for us.”

He was coming towards her, but, he wasn’t smiling.

She knew, something was wrong.

Hi, Anu !

Hi, Ashish !

He sat on the chair.

“How have you been? You look so fresh. London has had a good effect on you, it seems.” She smiled.

“Anu, I have some news for you.”

“Wait ! Let’s order something and then we can talk. I would love to hear all your stories.” She was grinning.

He ordered orange juice for himself and tea for her. “He still likes orange juice. He hasn’t changed a bit” She thought.

“Okay, go ahead. What’s the news?”

He looked down towards the table, and started fumbling with the paper napkins.
She still has the same twinkling eyes. There is this aura of calmness around her. I am so much at peace, when I am with her. She is still the same. But, how shall I break the news? He thought.

“What is it, Ash?” She called him Ash lovingly.

“Anu, I got engaged.” He couldn’t look up. He knew he cannot see the expression on her face.

“What?!” She stared at him. She couldn’t believe what she just heard; tears swelled up in her eyes.

She tried to control herself and regain composure.

He stole a glance at her and thought “Such dignified demeanour she has always had. Her world has been shattered and she is trying to remain calm. How does she do it?”

But, she wasn’t calm inside. There was a huge turmoil going on. She now looked shaken, pale and was staring at the empty space. Blank.

She looked up suddenly and asked “When?” Her voice sounded very low.

“Last Sunday.”

“How did it happen?”

“It just happened. I couldn’t help it; was entirely my parent’s decision. I just couldn’t say no.”

“How…How could…..” She looked at him helplessly.

“I am sorry, Anu. I just want to say that I love you. I really do.” He looked up at her, like he always did, as if asking her for a solution. She always knew what to do. She was the one who made everything right in his world. “Say something, Anu. This silence will kill me.” he thought.

“What will I do now, Ash? What will I…” She stopped, her voice was shaky. She had no answer this time. She looked towards him, with an expression, as if, all is lost. Like a huge wave that sweeps away the sand castles, and nothing remains.

Her dreams were those castles made in sand.

“I am sorry.” He said.

“So, that is why you came here to see me? When is the marriage?”

“Next month.”

“You are back to India for your marriage?”

“Yes.”

“Won’t you give me your marriage card, with my name written on it?” She said in an angry tone, but, he could sense a hurt feeling also.

“I don’t know what to say.”

“Did you tell your parents about us?”

“No. I couldn’t say anything. I was helpless. I didn’t have the courage. You know how my parents are, they would have never agreed.”

“You had the courage to love, though. Where did that come from? Or was it that I was there to take care of us and our relationship, so you went along? Do you realize, that we have been together for eight years, now? Does it have no meaning, anymore?

“I love you very much, and I will always love you, Anu.”

“These words sound so empty.” She thought.

“What a comeback gift you gave me, Ash. Lovely !” she said this like a person who has no control over the turn of events, and all they are capable of at that moment is a derisive smile.

“It’s not like that.” He said. “It so happened……….”

He started justifying his situation. But, she wasn’t listening; she had already drifted into her own world of thoughts.

“All these years of togetherness, has come down to this? How could I not see that he has no decision making capability? The most important decision of our lives, and I was so oblivious of the fact that he could never ever take a stand? I was a fool in love all this time. I feel stranded on an island; I can’t go back and the future is so hazy. Why did you do this? Was I not good enough?”

They looked so good together. Those college days, he was so charming and funny; she was a quiet and studious type, keeping to her world. How it started, no one can say. But, we all thought that they were together forever. She was his pillar of strength. I never once saw her complain about anything. How she would prepare notes for him and make him study, so he could pass. She would write articles and presentations for him, that he would present as his own and get appreciation. She liked doing all this. And, she has a huge contribution in making him what he is today. She always put him first, and gave up a lot of things, so he could move ahead. I remember, she was getting a good job offer in a different city, but he wanted her to stay close; she didn’t go. Now, it is he who left her for a better job to London, and, is leaving her forever for a girl he probably thinks is better. She saw him through his worst days, and when everything is going right for him, he is leaving her.

What has she been for him? A ladder, which he can climb to his success?

How can such a nice girl fall for a person like him? Strange are the ways of love. What can I say?

“Are you listening?” he said, shaking her hand.

“Yeah, I am.” She looked towards him, the spark was missing from her eyes. She looked lifeless.

“What went wrong, Ash? She asked in a soft voice.

“I don’t know.”

“It wasn’t meant to be like this. At least, I thought, someday we will be together.“ She glanced at the couple sitting at the other table. “They look so much in love. God bless them.” She thought. “Is she pretty?” she asked suddenly.

“Yeah, she is. But, I don’t love her at all. I love you.”

“Does it matter?”

“You don’t believe me, do you?

“It doesn’t matter now. You never took a stand, Ashish. Your parents don’t even know about us. Maybe something positive could have happened.” She looked up at him with some hope.

“I know they wouldn’t have agreed.”

“You know what, Ash, I think you do want to get married, but not to me. That is why you gave up without even trying.”

He couldn’t say anything in reply.

She continued talking “I gave you my everything, Ash. I have been a friend, a confidante, and a lover to you. And, you know that if you are gone, it will be like an end for me. There will be nothing left for me. The best years of my life; I gave all of those to you. I have been waiting for the day when we would start a new life.

It’s all gone.

“No. It isn’t like that. I won’t be able to say no to my family, but, I don’t want to lose you.” She looked up at him, with hopeful eyes, as if; there was still a way out.

“So, what do you want me to do?”

“Nothing. Can’t we stay as we have always been?”

“Even after your marriage?” she asked.

“I can’t see you not being a part of my life.”

“What do you want me to be then?”

“Can’t we be friends, at least?”

“If we are to remain the way we have been, even after your marriage; it won’t be called friendship.”

“Then what it is?”

“You know very well what it is….I am sorry, Ashish, I can’t play that role.”

She got up, and walked away.....

He knew he had asked for too much. She wasn’t going to come back this time.........

manolia
09-09-2007, 02:03 PM
It is nice Madhuri! And you are not a native speaker! Well done :)

Lote-Tree
09-09-2007, 02:09 PM
My my dearh Madhuri I have not noticed this. You have done it!!!
Bueno congratulations :D

Madhuri
09-09-2007, 02:26 PM
It is nice Madhuri! And you are not a native speaker! Well done :)


My my dearh Madhuri I have not noticed this. You have done it!!!
Bueno congratulations :D

:blush:

Thanks guys. I am glad you cared to read my story, it has made my day. :D It is my first ever attempt.

If you would like to comment, please do so.

I am still blushing :blush: :p

Pensive
09-11-2007, 06:36 AM
It's quite fine, especially, very good for a first story. :) I felt really sad for Anu. Shattered hopes really hurt a lot...


“She still has the same twinkling eyes. There is this aura of calmness around her. I am so much at peace, when I am with her. She is still the same. But, how shall I break the news?” He thought.

Here I am a bit confused. As far as I know, speech marks are not used while presenting thoughts. Maybe I am wrong?

Madhuri
09-11-2007, 08:04 AM
It's quite fine, especially, very good for a first story. :) I felt really sad for Anu. Shattered hopes really hurt a lot...

Thanks, Pensy. I am glad you liked it as a first attempt. :D


Here I am a bit confused. As far as I know, speech marks are not used while presenting thoughts. Maybe I am wrong?

You are right, there shouldn't be any speech marks. I have amended it. :D Thanks, for the correction :D .

SleepyWitch
09-16-2007, 06:35 AM
wow, Maddy is a writer! I'll read it as soon as I can find the time :)

stormy sky
09-16-2007, 06:48 AM
Hey Maddy,
nice stuff,i feel bad for Anu;and renewed anger against all spineless men who end up breaking hearts which they weren't worthy of in the first place.

Madhuri
09-16-2007, 11:17 AM
wow, Maddy is a writer! I'll read it as soon as I can find the time :)

:D No, Sleepy, I am not a writer. I just scribbled these lines one day and have presented it here. Hope you like it, after you have read.


Hey Maddy,
nice stuff,i feel bad for Anu;and renewed anger against all spineless men who end up breaking hearts which they weren't worthy of in the first place.

There must be something wrong on Anu's side too. It does portray her as the one at the recieving end, but if you think it will also show her lack of judgement and her endless hoping that one day they will be together, which is not good. Because, from day one, the guy was like that. Some people spend their entire life trying to make wrong things right, which can never be. In the end also it was her decision to move out. If only she had taken this decision earlier...

stormy sky
09-16-2007, 12:00 PM
True,
well hope is eternal and love is blind,i know it sounds like a cliche;
but then again,i am obviously biased.

SleepyWitch
09-18-2007, 11:25 AM
i like it Maddhie, especially this line:

Like a huge wave that sweeps away the sand castles, and nothing remains.
I'm sure it's been done a thousand times before and some members would say it's not very original, but I like the image.
You can tweak, this line, I'm sure everybody's got the picture

Her dreams were those castles made in sand.

i also love the change of perspective from the girl to the guy

He looked down towards the table, and started fumbling with the paper napkins.
She still has the same twinkling eyes. There is this aura of calmness around her. I am so much at peace, when I am with her. She is still the same. But, how shall I break the news? He thought.

but who's the 3rd person narrator further down?

But, we all thought that they were together forever.

blazeofglory
09-18-2007, 09:49 PM
:blush: :blush: :blush: :blush:

I know there will be some zillion mistakes in this story, the flow may not be correct, the portraying of emotions could be better, something or the other might be missing. Please, note that this is my first ever attempt in writing anything. It's not going to be good at all. I am so nervous :blush:

-------------------------------------------

She was sitting at a corner table, observing people; there was a lot of hustle and bustle around. They all looked so happy. There was this couple sitting some two tables away, she thought, “They look so much in love. I wonder how will they be after a few years?”

She looked towards the entrance and thought, “He might be here any minute. I will be seeing him after a year.” She re-arranged the glasses on the table and looked up; there he was. “He looks so fresh and there is so much colour on his face.” She thought. He was always so conscious of his appearance, as if he was some film star or something.

A smile came to her face, thinking of the good old days. The time when we first met in college about 8 years ago. “Gosh, we have been together for so long.” She thought of the all the fun and laughter, the pranks they played on teachers, the hard-pressed days during exams, when she would be running after him to make him study. He was least interested in studies, still runs away from books.

“He is so successful now. Working in a big company in London, managing a team, working well” She smiled to herself, full of pride. “What more can I ask for? Everything is so right for us.”

He was coming towards her, but, he wasn’t smiling.

She knew, something was wrong.

Hi, Anu !

Hi, Ashish !

He sat on the chair.

“How have you been? You look so fresh. London has had a good effect on you, it seems.” She smiled.

“Anu, I have some news for you.”

“Wait ! Let’s order something and then we can talk. I would love to hear all your stories.” She was grinning.

He ordered orange juice for himself and tea for her. “He still likes orange juice. He hasn’t changed a bit” She thought.

“Okay, go ahead. What’s the news?”

He looked down towards the table, and started fumbling with the paper napkins.
She still has the same twinkling eyes. There is this aura of calmness around her. I am so much at peace, when I am with her. She is still the same. But, how shall I break the news? He thought.

“What is it, Ash?” She called him Ash lovingly.

“Anu, I got engaged.” He couldn’t look up. He knew he cannot see the expression on her face.

“What?!” She stared at him. She couldn’t believe what she just heard; tears swelled up in her eyes.

She tried to control herself and regain composure.

He stole a glance at her and thought “Such dignified demeanour she has always had. Her world has been shattered and she is trying to remain calm. How does she do it?”

But, she wasn’t calm inside. There was a huge turmoil going on. She now looked shaken, pale and was staring at the empty space. Blank.

She looked up suddenly and asked “When?” Her voice sounded very low.

“Last Sunday.”

“How did it happen?”

“It just happened. I couldn’t help it; was entirely my parent’s decision. I just couldn’t say no.”

“How…How could…..” She looked at him helplessly.

“I am sorry, Anu. I just want to say that I love you. I really do.” He looked up at her, like he always did, as if asking her for a solution. She always knew what to do. She was the one who made everything right in his world. “Say something, Anu. This silence will kill me.” he thought.

“What will I do now, Ash? What will I…” She stopped, her voice was shaky. She had no answer this time. She looked towards him, with an expression, as if, all is lost. Like a huge wave that sweeps away the sand castles, and nothing remains.

Her dreams were those castles made in sand.

“I am sorry.” He said.

“So, that is why you came here to see me? When is the marriage?”

“Next month.”

“You are back to India for your marriage?”

“Yes.”

“Won’t you give me your marriage card, with my name written on it?” She said in an angry tone, but, he could sense a hurt feeling also.

“I don’t know what to say.”

“Did you tell your parents about us?”

“No. I couldn’t say anything. I was helpless. I didn’t have the courage. You know how my parents are, they would have never agreed.”

“You had the courage to love, though. Where did that come from? Or was it that I was there to take care of us and our relationship, so you went along? Do you realize, that we have been together for eight years, now? Does it have no meaning, anymore?

“I love you very much, and I will always love you, Anu.”

“These words sound so empty.” She thought.

“What a comeback gift you gave me, Ash. Lovely !” she said this like a person who has no control over the turn of events, and all they are capable of at that moment is a derisive smile.

“It’s not like that.” He said. “It so happened……….”

He started justifying his situation. But, she wasn’t listening; she had already drifted into her own world of thoughts.

“All these years of togetherness, has come down to this? How could I not see that he has no decision making capability? The most important decision of our lives, and I was so oblivious of the fact that he could never ever take a stand? I was a fool in love all this time. I feel stranded on an island; I can’t go back and the future is so hazy. Why did you do this? Was I not good enough?”

They looked so good together. Those college days, he was so charming and funny; she was a quiet and studious type, keeping to her world. How it started, no one can say. But, we all thought that they were together forever. She was his pillar of strength. I never once saw her complain about anything. How she would prepare notes for him and make him study, so he could pass. She would write articles and presentations for him, that he would present as his own and get appreciation. She liked doing all this. And, she has a huge contribution in making him what he is today. She always put him first, and gave up a lot of things, so he could move ahead. I remember, she was getting a good job offer in a different city, but he wanted her to stay close; she didn’t go. Now, it is he who left her for a better job to London, and, is leaving her forever for a girl he probably thinks is better. She saw him through his worst days, and when everything is going right for him, he is leaving her.

What has she been for him? A ladder, which he can climb to his success?

How can such a nice girl fall for a person like him? Strange are the ways of love. What can I say?

“Are you listening?” he said, shaking her hand.

“Yeah, I am.” She looked towards him, the spark was missing from her eyes. She looked lifeless.

“What went wrong, Ash? She asked in a soft voice.

“I don’t know.”

“It wasn’t meant to be like this. At least, I thought, someday we will be together.“ She glanced at the couple sitting at the other table. “They look so much in love. God bless them.” She thought. “Is she pretty?” she asked suddenly.

“Yeah, she is. But, I don’t love her at all. I love you.”

“Does it matter?”

“You don’t believe me, do you?

“It doesn’t matter now. You never took a stand, Ashish. Your parents don’t even know about us. Maybe something positive could have happened.” She looked up at him with some hope.

“I know they wouldn’t have agreed.”

“You know what, Ash, I think you do want to get married, but not to me. That is why you gave up without even trying.”

He couldn’t say anything in reply.

She continued talking “I gave you my everything, Ash. I have been a friend, a confidante, and a lover to you. And, you know that if you are gone, it will be like an end for me. There will be nothing left for me. The best years of my life; I gave all of those to you. I have been waiting for the day when we would start a new life.

It’s all gone.

“No. It isn’t like that. I won’t be able to say no to my family, but, I don’t want to lose you.” She looked up at him, with hopeful eyes, as if; there was still a way out.

“So, what do you want me to do?”

“Nothing. Can’t we stay as we have always been?”

“Even after your marriage?” she asked.

“I can’t see you not being a part of my life.”

“What do you want me to be then?”

“Can’t we be friends, at least?”

“If we are to remain the way we have been, even after your marriage; it won’t be called friendship.”

“Then what it is?”

“You know very well what it is….I am sorry, Ashish, I can’t play that role.”

She got up, and walked away.....

He knew he had asked for too much. She wasn’t going to come back this time.........

You had a wonderful knack of writing a story , and you proved indeed as a successful writer. That you are not a native speaker does not debar you from scribbling beautiful stories or from being a successful writer,as you proved yourself amazingly by writing such a sentimental and sensual story.

It is all our endeavors alone that opens a world of possibilities to us, and above all it is our will power that takes us to a world of our dreams.

I remember a line in one famous writer Polo, Coelho quoting if we want something very strongly the entire universe conspires us to reralize that goal.
I can not quote exactly what he said there.

Anyway I like the story very much and I expect moe from you in future too.

Madhuri
09-19-2007, 02:13 AM
i like it Maddhie, especially this line:

I'm sure it's been done a thousand times before and some members would say it's not very original, but I like the image.
You can tweak, this line, I'm sure everybody's got the picture

The story is a bit typical, like you said, but, I am glad you liked it. Thank you :D

I will make the changes as you suggested. And there are several other suggestions that I need to implement, like to do away with the third person narration as it breaks the flow of the story; for that I will have to re-structure the story a bit.


i also love the change of perspective from the girl to the guy

:D


but who's the 3rd person narrator further down?

I was thinking of all the people this couple knew during the time they were together, that's why the use of 'we.'


You had a wonderful knack of writing a story , and you proved indeed as a successful writer. That you are not a native speaker does not debar you from scribbling beautiful stories or from being a successful writer,as you proved yourself amazingly by writing such a sentimental and sensual story.

It is all our endeavors alone that opens a world of possibilities to us, and above all it is our will power that takes us to a world of our dreams.

I remember a line in one famous writer Polo, Coelho quoting if we want something very strongly the entire universe conspires us to reralize that goal.
I can not quote exactly what he said there.

Anyway I like the story very much and I expect moe from you in future too.


Thanks, Blaze. :D Those are some inspiring lines :D

SleepyWitch
09-19-2007, 04:34 AM
The story is a bit typical, like you said, but, I am glad you liked it. Thank you :D



ah, don't get me wrong Maddhy, I didn't mean the story was typical. i liked the sand castle line a lot and the whole story was nice. also it's got an Indian flavour to it.. i'm not sure why though (apart from the names and arranged marriage of course).. maybe it's because the characters don't scream and shout at each other and the girl is very calm and quiet even though she's in turmoil. she's not stupid or passive though. i think this combination is very typical of Indian women? another thing I like is that we don't learn if/ how much sex was involved in their relationship. it focuses on the emotions, so that's a good thing.
hehehe, of course I like the idea that the guy is lazy and she writes his essays for him! so realisitic!

SleepyWitch
09-19-2007, 08:48 AM
hehe, I've borrowed your sandcastle line for my new poem ASBO- Hilda :)
you've inspired me

Madhuri
09-19-2007, 10:25 AM
ah, don't get me wrong Maddhy, I didn't mean the story was typical. i liked the sand castle line a lot and the whole story was nice. also it's got an Indian flavour to it.. i'm not sure why though (apart from the names and arranged marriage of course).. maybe it's because the characters don't scream and shout at each other and the girl is very calm and quiet even though she's in turmoil. she's not stupid or passive though. i think this combination is very typical of Indian women?

Arranged marriages is very very common here; my parents were married that way, my elder brother too, and I will also go the same way. The girl being calm and quiet is what you see in this story, and what I too have seen around me mostly, but that's not the case always; I know of a few who can make a big issue out of anything.


another thing I like is that we don't learn if/ how much sex was involved in their relationship. it focuses on the emotions, so that's a good thing.

The sex part is not always important for a story, and in this story, I think it's mention would have made it a bit out of place. Besides, I am not too comfortable with this topic, talking like this :p :blush:


hehehe, of course I like the idea that the guy is lazy and she writes his essays for him! so realisitic!

I know.


hehe, I've borrowed your sandcastle line for my new poem ASBO- Hilda :)
you've inspired me

Sure, do whatever you like with it. I feel honoured. But, it's a fairly common line, or maybe it comes from watching too many hindi movies, that are full of drama :p :D

Pensive
09-21-2007, 10:44 AM
Sure, do whatever you like with it. I feel honoured. But, it's a fairly common line, or maybe it comes from watching too many hindi movies, that are full of drama :p :D

:lol:

I can relate to that! :D Witch should watch some Urdu/Hindi movies, and now a days they come with English subtitles too. :)

Madhuri
09-21-2007, 01:02 PM
:lol:

I can relate to that! :D Witch should watch some Urdu/Hindi movies, and now a days they come with English subtitles too. :)

Yes, she must try :D

Niamh
09-25-2007, 06:44 PM
Very nice Madhuri! It shows the struggle of love matches and how sometimes parental power is too strong.
Just a note. For the thoughts pieces, but the sentences that she is thinking into italics.:)

SleepyWitch
09-26-2007, 11:43 AM
:lol:

I can relate to that! :D Witch should watch some Urdu/Hindi movies, and now a days they come with English subtitles too. :)

yeah, I know.. .there's been a Bollywood craze over here for a couple of years now. I've never managed to watch one of those 3-hour romances so far. I did watch The Namesake, though (it was in German :flame:, will watch the original some time) and that other one about this hospice on the Ganga where they bring old people to die.