2003.
7:30pm. LSR.
“Shit!” says
Zoya as Ram smiles. “I’m going to miss the curfew time and I haven’t even taken
a night out slip.”
Ram rushes
through the traffic and reaches outside the LSR gates that are about to shut.
“What kind of an institution wants the girls to come back at 7:30? It’s cruel.”
Zoya doesn’t care. If she doesn’t get in, she will have a lot of explaining to
do to her strict aunt who has heard rumours of Zoya dating a Hindu boy but
hasn’t confronted Zoya yet. If she got to know, Zoya wouldn’t hear the end of
it. “One last kiss,” Ram pleads. Zoya pecks him on the cheek and rushes towards
the doors. The guard has been bribed well by Ram, an industrialist’s son and
lets Zoya in even though the clock says she’s ten minutes late. Zoya flips her
hair and looks back at the Honda City across the road. She smiles. Ram’s heart
melts.
They had
been dating since first year college. They met through some common friends and
had been keeping their relationship a secret from the parents for the last
three years. Ram’s orthodox Marwari parents would have a heart attack if they
knew he was in love with a Muslim. As usual fifteen minutes later his mobile
beeps. It’s an sms from Zoya. They chat through the night. He can’t wait to
meet her again the next day.
2013.
7:30pm. LSR.
Ram sits in
his BMW looking at the gates. The parents and aunt did find out. The very next
day. She was sent that same day to USA to get married. Didn’t even let her
graduate. She has two children now. From her Facebook status she looks happy.
Ram looks at his wedding finger. It’s empty. Like his heart. He whispers, “I’ll
always love you Zoya.”
(based on a true story)
1 comment:
My heart breaks thinking of the pain and heartache that Ram feels. Why? I ask myself would this happen. Surely when 2 ppl love each other as much as they did deserve 2 be together. "Everything happens for a reason"
One day Ram will find his reason
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