Tale of my Soul
“Love isn't blind or deaf or dumb - in fact it sees far more
than it will ever tell. It is going beyond yourself and
stretching who you are for someone else. Being in love
entails seeing someone as you wish they were: to love them
is to see who they really are and still care for them. Love
isn't bitter, but you can't have love without pain:
sacrifice is the hallmark of love, the coin of love.
Being in love usually is used in a romantic sense when you
meet your significant other transforming a normal
relationship into a deeper one without further interest in
Love means that you trust the person, would do anything for
the person, and know that person is with you through thick
"There are no shortcuts through the way of life", and so,
sometimes in spite of strong unwillingness, we have to face
all the trials. Trials which often leave us heart-broken and
paralyzed. We are lost and shattered. But its really upto us
whether we will let others become the masters of our lives
and dictate upon us.
I was one of those who allowed others to rule upon them, and
the result was, I lost five precious years of my life. Being
a mediocre student, it was not easy for me to get admitted
to a good college for Graduation. Somehow, my luck favored
and I got admission. I had to move away from my home and
come all the way to Kolkata to pursue my studies.
College life means freedom, fun and love. It was not an
exception for me either. Rishi, my class-mate soon became my
special man. Those days were wonderful. Everyday we
discovered something new, something special in each other.
We found the world of peace and happiness in each other's
arms. Days, months, years passed and our love strengthened.
I met his parents and the world seemed so beautiful. Five
years rolled by and we were desperate to tie the knot.
Everything was fixed. We had even started shopping for the
auspicious day. I could hear the Sehnaai. I could visualize
myself as a coy bride. I kept humming romantic songs
throughout the day. I smiled for no reasons at all. I felt I
was the happiest girl under the sun.
Suddenly I was taken ill. I had stones in the gall-bladder
and it had to be operated upon. Consequently my health
deteriorated. He called off all his plans to settle down
with me saying I was no more beautiful, no more presentable.
I was shocked. I begged of him and his parents not to leave
me. I nearly cried myself to death. I had to be hospitalized
and given doses of anti-depression and sleeping pills. The
incident left me speechless and sick for months.
I had nowhere to go. I had lost my job and with my sick
looks and limited degrees nobody wanted to recruit me. A
very dear friend stood by me during the crisis. I am really
indebted to him. One fine day he proposed to me for marriage
and I readily accepted. A month later he said it would not
be possible for him to move on with me. His mother was
opposed to our match because a relative had informed her
that I was into a relationship earlier.
I cried for a day, got up the next day and decided to move
on. I promised myself that I won't allow myself to be a
climber any more. I had made myself so weak that I couldn't
move without anyone's support, but no more. I realized that
what else do I need for company when I have my own self.
I started working out and preparing myself to face the
world. Today I am working as an Executive Officer for a
reputed company and am also doing freelance reporting and
News-Reading for a channel. I am striving hard to make a
mark and I know I will do it. I have also started studying
again. I am happily busy and am deriving immense pleasure
from my work. I am living life to the fullest because I love
There is a sweet little boy called Sid who says I am like a
holy book whose each and every page is beautiful. I remember
the first time he saw me. He didn't know my name, so he just
called me "Miss Beautiful". That day I came back home and
looked into the mirror. For months I didn't even look at my
reflection properly because I was scared of my sick looks.
But that day when I looked into the mirror, believe me, I