Losing hope of having faith

a series..

 “Look at his profile” my mother showed me the profile of an unknown guy in a matrimonial website. “Your father is getting old. Don’t put him in pressure. It’s our duty to get you married. We need to be free from all the duties. Your sister is growing up. We have to finish that duty too.” Mother whispered.

“If it was a duty, then why did you give birth to us? You and dad could have lived happily.” I couldn’t tolerate the word “duty” imposed on us by my mom. So without thinking I had to say so.

“It’s not your fault. It’s our fault that we made you learn too much.” Mom said angrily and walked away.

Being an Indian girl, Studied staying in a hostel for the past 5 years and then back home. Parents were eager for a marriage before a job. “We can find a guy who is willing to send you for a job.” My father’s brother gave an opinion when I said I needed a job.

Far from all this, I had an affair with a guy, for the past 2 years. It started from the year of my Post graduation. It was I who proposed him. I asked him to come to my house and speak. I, being a NRI and he coming from ordinary family background in India made my parents reject my love. They needed a rich guy, who had descended wealth. I dint say anything to my parents. Instead I contacted my friend who was abroad to help me get a job there. I was sure that I won’t get him if I had stayed with them.

I left my home town and worked abroad. I cried to him “please go ask for my hand if you love me.” He was silent. I could only hear his breadth from the other side of the phone. Each day I called my parents, they had one or the other guy’s profile to send me link. I had only one answer to them “please consider my love.”

On the other side, Lidhin, my love, who asked his parents to come along to ask for my hand, faced other condition from his parents. They told him to move abroad, except the place where am in. ....

To be continued......