Falling in the Abyss...

It had always been the ideals that she had valued the most. What if he was not from her own language and society? He was the person she have loved the most after her mother. 'He is different from us; Is he going to marry you or is he just fooling you!' These reactions had never been an issue for her. Her world had always revolved around what is appropriate or not, what is right and wrong...what she felt for him was an ethic itself. 'He feels the same for me Maa... Love is beyond caste or creed...' 

And that was her belief; her trust in the human world, she had always perceived when knowledge bestowed wisdom upon her. It was the time when things were beautiful as her own mind and her emotions. But soon things seemed to be bitter suddenly. 'What's the matter? Why are you so gloomy?...' Many times, she saw him lost or engrossed in his thoughts. And it was a shock for her. 'Why did you do this? Why to me? Okk, she was of your community! You are biased…vulnerable! ' She shouted at him. His indulgence with the other woman was heartbroken for her. 'It's nothing…it’s just online.’ He said slyly hard to believe him. She was shaken inside. How could he done that? Is his love so fragile? How could it happen again if it had been true? She underwent many turmoil. It was hard to believe that something that seemed to be so true could be so fake.

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‘Hello’

 ‘Hi..Where are you from?’

‘I am from India.’

 ‘I am also…’

Every day he would come online. He seemed to be well-behaved; caring and concerned too. It was a nice feeling. She didn’t want to flow with the emotion but she couldn't ignore either. It was not easy to ignore the warmth which had healed her wounds, lessened the inflictions. She was gradually feeling those emotions which hurt the most. May be time was testing the integrity of her values and her love. She could see herself falling deep in the abyss...

© By Pranati Saikia