The girl dearly loved one boy. The boy also. They planned their life together. But between them came the social wall. The boy could not take the decision. The girl waited. He finally told the girl that he could not honor her love. The girl was shattered. The boy was shaken, but could not commit. She cried her heart out, but she waited. When there was no hope, she
waited. The girl left the place, came to her home,tears in her heart. When she had none to turn to, she cried & prayed to God.
But what the girl could do? She has to marry someone. Family pressure increased. No promise from the boy, no assurance, only the mutual feelings lingered, perhaps unspoken, unheard, but alive.
Enter the second boy. An arranged match. Why the girl chose him among others, unclear. This boy was a loner in heart games. Naïve. Shy. From the first, he opened his heart like a long closed metal chest, opening with a clank. Nothing was hidden from view. Suddenly the world seemed too colorful, too rosy to him. He never thought the feeling of belonging to someone special can be so fulfilling. All of a sudden, the long lost sweet romantic self woke up in him. He consciously tried to change his wild lifestyle. He prepared himself for her to come into his life, oblivious to any sign of the storm that is brewing in the distant sky.
The girl was hesitant, but went along. She never committed mentally, but without any option, gave in and tried to walk along. But the mental barrier was there. The boy had sensed the presence of the barrier,but didn’t understand why it was there. He thought he
was impatient. She also told him that. He learnt to be patient. Time went by. His attachment to her grew deeper & deeper. He said that he could literally take his heart out if she wanted. She said that she would see that in time.
Marriage was coming nearer. The girl thought, thought and thought. And cried. She never told him about the first boy. Was it for the fear of rejection from this second boy also? Or for the eternal hope that she was carrying in her heart? It will never be known.