रविवार, फ़रवरी 16, 2020

Divorce is not end of love



                   This is the story of a friend of my life. It happened that the husband gave the wife three slaps on something, the wife threw her sandil towards the husband in response, one end of the sandil left touching the husband's head.

                   The matter would have been repeated, but the husband thought it to be his crime, the relatives made the matter more complicated, not only complicated but serious, all the relatives called it to cut the nose of the family, also said that the woman who killed the husband saddled There is neither loyal nor loyal.

                    Keeping it at home is like having a periodic fever in your body. Some relatives also expressed remorse that the fetus of such women should be abolished.

                    Bad things happen like compounding interest, so a lot of allegations were raised on both sides. It was as if people on both sides are playing volleyball of the charges. The boy said many inconvenient things about the girl and the girl about the boy.
A lawsuit was filed. The husband lodged a case of dowry harassment while the wife's characterlessness. After six years of married life and being the parents of a child, both of them got divorced today.



                 The couple had a copy of the divorce papers in their hands.
Both were silent, both quiet, both uninterested.
The trial lasted two years. The wife had been living separately for two years and the husband separated, both would have to come to the trial. The two looked at each other as if the flint had rubbed off among themselves.

                 Both would have been angry. Both had a feeling of revenge. The two would have relatives with a little bit of explosive substance hidden in their sympathies.

                 But a few months ago, when the husband and wife entered the court, they would look at each other and turn their faces. As if deliberately neglecting each other, lawyers and relatives would be with both.

                  Both are taught a good lesson about what to say. Both would say the same. Many times the statements of both of them started changing. He would be back again.
In the end, what happened was what everyone wanted ie divorce.

                  Earlier there was an army of relatives, today few relatives were with them. Relatives on both sides were happy, lawyers were happy, parents were also happy.

                  The divorced wife was silent and the husband silent.
It was only coincidental that relatives from both sides sat at the same T-stall, having cold drinks.
It was also coincidental that the divorced husband and wife sat face to face on the same table.

Wooden bench and those two …….
"Congress"…. What you wanted happened…. ” The woman said.
"Congratulations to you too… ..you too won by divorcing…." The man said.

"Is divorce a symbol of victory ????" The woman asked.
"you tell?"
When the man asked, the woman did not answer, she sat quietly, then said, "You called me characterless….
well done…. Now you are chased by a characterless woman. "
"That was my fault, I shouldn't have done that," the man said.
"I have suffered a lot of mental stress", the woman's voice was flat, neither sorrow nor anger.

"I know that a man attacks a woman with this weapon, which kills a woman's mind and soul ... You are very bright." I shouldn't have talked such dirty things about you. I am very sorry, ”said the man.

The woman kept quiet, she saw the man once.
After a few moments of silence, the man took a deep breath and said, "You too had called me a dowry scoundrel."
"Was wrong"…. The woman said looking at the man.
She kept quiet for a while and then said, "I would have accused someone else but I would not ..."

Tea came in a plastic cup.
The lady picked up the tea, sprinkled some tea. Hot tea fell on the woman's hand.
Scy… came out.
At that moment, the sound of 'Oh' came out in the throat of the man. The woman saw the man. Man and woman were being seen.
"How is your back pain?"
"It is the same as Vovron and sometimes Cambiflame," the woman wanted to finish.

"You don't even exercise." When the man said, the woman laughed laughably.
"What is the condition of your asthma ... then there is no attack ????" The woman asked.
"Asthma. Doctor Suri has asked to reduce stress ... mental stress," the man informed.

The woman looked at the man, kept staring at him. Like reading the tension printed on the face of the man.
"You keep taking inhalers, don't you?" The woman removed her eyes from the man's face and asked.
Yes, I keep taking it. Can't remember to bring today, ”the man said.

"That's why today your breath is disheveled," the woman said in a sympathetic tone.
"Yes, some because of this and some…" The man stopped saying.
"Some… some tension," the woman finished the talk.

The man kept thinking something, then said, "You have to give four lakh rupees and six thousand rupees a month too."
"Yes… then?" The woman asked.
“There is a flat in Vasundhara… you know. I name it for you. Currently, I do not have four lakh rupees. " The man spoke his mind.

"Vasundhara flat will cost twenty lakh rupees ??? I just want four lakh rupees…. ” The woman explained.
"Girl will be big… it costs a hundred…." The man said.
"You will keep giving me six thousand rupees a month," the woman said.
"Yes, I will definitely."
"Don't give me four lakhs if you don't have them," the woman said.
There was a rage of old relations in his voice

The man kept looking at her face….
How heartbroken and beautiful she looked, the woman sitting in front who used to be his wife.
The woman was looking at the man and thought, "How simple is this man, who once used to be her husband." I loved him so much…

                  Once in Haridwar, while she was bathing in the Ganges, she was left with a chain. Then like crazy, he came to save her. I did not know how to swim by myself, had been trying to save me and I was so good… I kept finding fault… ”

                  The male stare was looking at the woman and thinking, "How much did she care, she would boil water for steam and put it in the jug." Always bought an inhaler for him, serratic inhaler was very expensive. Every month I would skimp, save money, and buy a boiler. Who cares about the illness of others? She used to care! Never even used to let it happen. There was so much compassion in it. I was drunk with my manhood. I wish I could understand its spirit. "

Both were silent, very silent.
Silent, free from the sounds of the world.
Both of them kept looking at each other with wet eyes….

"I have one thing to say," his voice hesitated.
"Say," the woman looked at him with delicate eyes.
"I'm afraid," said the man.
"do not fear. May be you are speaking my mind, ”the woman said.
"You have been missing a lot," the man said.
"You too," the woman said.
"I still love you."
"me too." The woman said.

The eyes of both of them became too much.
The voice of both was emotional and the face innocent.
"Can't we both give life a new twist?" The man asked.
"Which turn?"
"Let us live together again ... together ... as husband and wife ... as very good friends."

"This paper?" The woman asked.
"Tear off." The man said and tore the divorce papers out of his hand. Then the woman also did the same. Both stood up. Smiled putting each other hand in hand. Relatives of both sides were shocked. Both the husband and wife went hand in hand towards the house.



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