she is a bitch!
he is a loser!
i am sure they are gay!
look at him, definitely malicious.
Let's face it. We've all been there, done that. we have thoughtlessly labeled people, because our super logical, absolutely accurate 'gut instinct' tells us so. Or even better, a friend tells us so, or the herd we belong to, thinks so.
I do not know which is more pathetic, that we don't have the brains to form our own opinions after getting to know the right facts, or the way we miss out on an opportunity to get to know a person. they could, if we had been open, become our best friend, our mentor, girl/boy friend, soul sister/ brother, what not?
when i sit and try to analyze the reason behind it at the grass root level, some of my findings would be
1. we feel a compelling urge to belong to a clique, that we are ready to accept the clique's opinions as personal opinions.
2. we have lost the balls to stand up to one's beliefs.
3. we have lost the ability to be rational. blame the educational system, we are highly smart idiots, trained to think one particular way only.
4. we hide up our insecurities by branding someone and putting them down.
5. we have evolved into sadistic homo sapiens.
6. we are so sure about our opinions that we really dont accept our reasoning could be flawed.
the reasons are innumerable. but often at the end of the day, all that we achieve is hurt someone beyond repair in most cases and lead a shallow life, devoid of any real relationships.
has our generation become so intolerant and shallow? i am hoping against hope that it would not be so.
like said before, i have been there and done that, but i pledge to not label someone. do you?
Sunday, June 26, 2011
Saturday, March 12, 2011
ramya
i was wondering what to write about for i so wanted to write but didnt know what to write about. i asked my sister who was nearby for inspiration and she wanted me to write about her. i dismissed the idea saying there is nothing to write about her. she immediately told me how her 'bro' irfan had promised to write about her in the 4th year of college and how sweet he was. that immediately got me in action. but i still did not know what to write about. well i still remember mom being pregnant with her and the tiny baby in the hospital. ramya has always been synonymous with her 13kilos of weight for quite a long time and the seemingly never ending struggle to get her to eat and poop :P (i know am gonna be killed for this). the one thing i loved about her, or rather 2 things - the seemingly large head on an obnoxiously small body and the even smaller - nearly non-existent nose, both of which i loved to keep messing around with.(i know i have been a devil :P) she has always been a good dancer and a social butterfly. her huge friend list who swear by her would vouch for this statement. someone as arrogant and stupid as her, can actually be sweet is a big surprise :P
madam harbors big dreams and boy, believe me you need to learn persuasive skills from her. if she wants an external hard disk, she would ask dad for a new laptop. a stunned dad would say no and madam would act like she s coming down from her important request and settling down for a hard disk for which dad would happily comply not knowing that this devil had actually wanted a hard disk in the first place.
whenever shes home, the house always buzzes with people and it is a very happy thing to be surrounded by good friends.
well, i really am giving up on writing something nice about her :P so for now - ciao
madam harbors big dreams and boy, believe me you need to learn persuasive skills from her. if she wants an external hard disk, she would ask dad for a new laptop. a stunned dad would say no and madam would act like she s coming down from her important request and settling down for a hard disk for which dad would happily comply not knowing that this devil had actually wanted a hard disk in the first place.
whenever shes home, the house always buzzes with people and it is a very happy thing to be surrounded by good friends.
well, i really am giving up on writing something nice about her :P so for now - ciao
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
turbulence
the last one month has been an eye-opener in more ways than i would have thought. a new house, rekindling old school day memories, friends, wonderfully progressing project, steady work towards my future exams. maybe i was too quick in thinking, that i couldn't ask for more, for i was not anticipating the nightmare that was awaiting. as the days slowly unraveled, i ended up like a house-elf from one of the harry potter novels, and had to bear all financial expenses and what not! and added to that, every single move was being scrutinized and not to surmise was being reported in wrong way by a certain someone too. trust me, this is when i really knew what abuse and domestic cruelty to women are though i am single and just sharing a house with someone. my project came to a stand still. people i trusted the most, found it very easy to trample my heart and walk away with ease. people i thought were arrogant, turned out to be solid friends. i am indebted to my family (extended as well), friends (old and new) - the true solid ones and even people who gave me hell for without the former i wouldn't have had the strength to push through and face things and without the latter i wouldn't have known the cheaper ruthless disloyal, unclassy and mean world. it really was an eye opener and all through this turbulent period, am really proud that though with slightly ruffled feathers, i still manage to stay put and sane.i still believe that there is light at the end of the tunnel for after such a fall, there is no lower that one can go, except rise up.
crying myself to sleep and worrying about the situation, the complication, the finance, the responsibilities, the loneliness and what not, i find the courage to test limits and never say no and get back up again. i now know to trust my gut instincts and not to try to win over it by logic. i now know that the first impression is indeed an accurate impression. if my heart tells me this guy is a no-gooder for me, i should learn to trust my instincts that find reasons to be with him. if my heart tells me my house owner is not what she says she is, its time i learnt to believe my heart.
the more i understand life, the more i see people, living their amidst their own problems, in their own small world, trapped in the dogmas that a hypocritical society lays down. I wont say i dont regret the problems that i have pulled upon myself, but i know i will face them right on and come out of it without losing focus.
every adversity has something to teach, and the month of February has taught me life. life lessons that have shaped me the hard way, but still shaped me.
Monday, February 14, 2011
valentine's day
i've never really been a big fan of valentine's day. but there has always been a feel good factor about it. right from the dress codes you have about what and what not to wear, the flowers, and what not. it's the day of road side romeos and juliets to have a blast. at 23, and a few good and bad memories later, today i sit and wonder what love actually is. is it the selfless ones from your parents, the bonding with siblings, the sisterhood with bffs, hobbies that you 'love', or the one person who makes your heart flutter..what? my definition of love has changed for as long as i can remember. when i opened my eyes for the first time it was my parents, then my folks, then my sibling, to the best friend at school who shared chocolates, to my teacher who taught me rhymes, to the first cute guy with a cute smile, to someone who was intensely passionate, to someone who had a stable head on his shoulders to my career now. how exactly do you define love? is it what you give others or what someone makes you you feel or what you want out of life? is it always bubbly and fuzzy like its made out to be or does all practicality of every day mundane things put in? i have had quite a number of invitations for one-night stands, to no strings attached relationships, to someone telling me i love you and the next minute tell me i am not sure, and what not? and all this under the title of love. and then there is my dog that loves me for just what i am even at my worst. and then there are guys who want me to wear contacts, slim down and wear trendy dresses so that they can feel proud to show me off. the clear line between love and whats not love gets lost somewhere down the drain. do we blame globalisation for it or our increasingly decreasing morals (pun intended) for it? i dont know. but all i know is today is saint valentines birthday and for all those who are going out with someone - have fun guys!!!
Monday, January 3, 2011
Reminiscence
having managed to be super busy and spoil my health, this Va-Kay was a gift. but being idle does get to you soon. i was killing time talking to my equally bored granny. she was reminiscing about olden days and the stories were fun and awesome to listen to. getting rolls of cloth for 1 rs and that being transformed into shirts for guys and frocks for the girls, the lil brother walking 10 feet in front of granny as kids for pride and her singing loudly on the streets at night to keep herself from being scared, granny's siblings going to movies, the first moush, the first jail visit, the first college days. their first love, the stories, made me think of just one thing. they had time for living life even when they had nothing. the sophistication, the technology, the globalization - being a connoisseur of different cultures, global awareness, finesse, and what not? yet, there does exist a vaccum in our generation.
i remember stories of my dads generation. and all my uncles and aunts reviving those memories and telling me , your life and your kids life will not be different. it will all be computers and technology. but ours and your world were totally different. they have so many memories of all kids getting together for holidays, studying together, eating, living, fighting,growing up, being there for each other, crashing bikes, cars, accidents, crashes and crushes, hate and love, secret booze and fag, movies (1st row), late night wanderings, renting cycles and tree climbing and stealing fruits, ,and what not. patti still laughs over how mischievous they were and her kids were.
i look back at my life and i all i remember is relatives strewn across the globe that i have not seen., not heard of and cousins i dont know exist, and memories that i will never get to have as part of my childhood. and the plight of my kids is going to be worse. i would certainly advocate all to talk to our grandparents and parents and listen to those stories that will certainly leave a happy indelible feeling around.
and guess we should emphasize more on the flesh and, blood part of a part more. get to meet your friends more in person ( no g talks don't count).be there for relatives, get to know cousins more. spend time with family. life's happiness doesn't lie in technology, its the small pleasures of life that the previous generations knew about and cherished.
i remember stories of my dads generation. and all my uncles and aunts reviving those memories and telling me , your life and your kids life will not be different. it will all be computers and technology. but ours and your world were totally different. they have so many memories of all kids getting together for holidays, studying together, eating, living, fighting,growing up, being there for each other, crashing bikes, cars, accidents, crashes and crushes, hate and love, secret booze and fag, movies (1st row), late night wanderings, renting cycles and tree climbing and stealing fruits, ,and what not. patti still laughs over how mischievous they were and her kids were.
i look back at my life and i all i remember is relatives strewn across the globe that i have not seen., not heard of and cousins i dont know exist, and memories that i will never get to have as part of my childhood. and the plight of my kids is going to be worse. i would certainly advocate all to talk to our grandparents and parents and listen to those stories that will certainly leave a happy indelible feeling around.
and guess we should emphasize more on the flesh and, blood part of a part more. get to meet your friends more in person ( no g talks don't count).be there for relatives, get to know cousins more. spend time with family. life's happiness doesn't lie in technology, its the small pleasures of life that the previous generations knew about and cherished.
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
love story part 13
sidharth was disturbed. his heart longed for diya but he was getting frustrated. diya had built a wall around her heart and refused to reason. he was getting angry when he kept losing out arguing with her, rationalising to make her come back. diya was hurt. he knew that but he didnt know how to let her udnerstand how he was not arvind.
with days rolling away, sid tried to speak to diya. contrary to the past, diya atleast spoke to sid normally.she often grew a barrier only when he broached the subject of them getting back together as a couple. sidharth decided to give her time to heal, yet he made sure he didnt let go of her to someone else. he knew no-one else could love her the way he did.
diya was again becoming incresingly confortable with sid, this time as a friend. he was once someone who knew her very well. sid and diya both discovered each other more as friends than they ever did as a couple.
date : 2009
sid: diya, do you realise how much i know you better now than before? man, we should have started out as friends.
diya: yes sid. true. i feel so confortable with you around at my back. you are a good friend than a possesive boyfriend :P
sid: but diya, what i wanted was a relationship, now that we know each other well.
diya: sid, lets not talk of a relationship.
it happened every time. every one time sid wanted a relationship diya stopped talking. it frustrated sid to no end and sometime he spoke words he regretted.
sid: whats wrong with me diya? am i not the same person you fell in love with?
diya: no sid, you are not. you do know how much i hate smoking, drinking and one night stands dont you?
the sid i fell in love with, didnt do any of it. i dont know the sid i talk to now a days.
sid: well as if you are the same.
diya: what do you mean?
sid: you've been with someone else too diya. dont act all saintly.
diya: sid, am hurt by that sentence. nothing happened.
sid: ya right.
every time sid lost his temper and spoke something, diya felt terribly hurt. sid was frustrated. he wanted his diya back. diya was frustrated too.she wanted her sid back. both were searching for their own dopplegangers. sid finally decided to open up to diya.
he made her listen to how he had spoken to his parents, had given up on one night stands, smoking and drinking and how he was the same sid she fell in love with. sid recalled one incident from the past when they were in a relationship. as the calls were STD, sid used to skip lunch to save up for the calls he made to diya to speak longer. diya was moved as she heard all this stories from sid. she cried. for the first time it was tears of both happiness and love and sorrow of missing the person.
diya: sid, why didnt you tell me all this before?
sid: i wanted you to realise am still the same without me telling. but you never understood me diya. so what do you say? get back to me?
diya: sid! i cant.
sid: but why?
diya: sid you only talk about things from your perspective. i have quit my job. and i dont have any bodys support.my parents are not talking to me and its taking me time to set my career right. how can i think of a relationship now. maybe you ll be better if you start dating someone else.
sid: talk to your mom. this time around, i want you to tell your parents and friends that you are dating me before you get together with me?
diya: but why?
sid: so that you dont run away from me again. you ll be tied down.
diya: is that what you think of me sid?
sid immediately knew it was too late to correct his blunder. diya had shut herself again. nothing happened till may 2010. diya and sid were still friends. sid was diya's best friend and diya was sid's love of his life. it was diya's birthday. the last birthday she was spending at home as she was all ready to leave home to fly to the USA for her masters. it was sid who with her through thick and thin, encouraging her and supporting her every decision. deep down, diya knew that if she was doing her masters, it was because of one person. sid. the one person she always loved despite all that happened and the one person to whom she couldnt profess her love. sid couldnt be more happier. and he c ouldnt love anyone more, than his diya. the one person who still spoke to him inspite of him talking bull shit to her. the one person who didnt take to heart his spiteful words but still understood his real intentions. things were going smooth between diya and sid.
diya confessed to madhu before she left.
diya: this is one guy i left. i didnt try to sort out the issues when i broke the relationship off madhu. and now when i know the kinda mistake i made after arvind's episode. how can i get back to sid. is it not shameless on my part to do that? sid deserves better than me madhu. i cannot shamelessly go back to him and torture him with my presence.
madhu: sweetie, he loves you. he wont think of it that way.
diya: no madhu, i thought so too. but you know the words you say when you are angry are the ones that come from your heart and whenever hes angry, all that he can talk about is my past with arvind. he s not over the fact that i was with someother guy madhu. i cannot take that all my life. yes arvind was a mistake but i dont need a reminder from sid about it. he wont be happy with me madhu.
madhu: do you love him?
diya: (remains silent)
madhu: speak up you idiot. do you?
diya: (breaks down) more than anything else madhu. always have. the first time i came away from him because he didnt trust me. now am coming away from him because i love him too much and i know he deserves someone better. someone with whom he ll be happy.
madhu: diya. i dont know what to say. come here babes. (hugs diya as she silently cries)
sid knew very well that diya was in love with him. he tried reasoning, sarcasm, anger, and what not to get her back. diya for some reason didnt come back to him. all her reasons seemed like crap to him. he knew he couldnt go on for ever like this. thats when megha proposed to sid.
sid had completed his dual degree masters in bio tech in delhi and flown to germany for his doctrate. a fellow doctrate was megha who had fallen for sid a long time back. sid occasionally used to talk about diya and how he couldnt get her back to megha. and now she had proposed. on side was megha with whom he could start a new life and on the other was his own diya. the one person he couldnt stop loving and couldnt see as someone elses.
madhu took it as her job to try and reason with diya. she convinced diya that sid was the man for her. it took her a months time to reason it out with diya. diya slowly was getting convinced that she wanted to get back to sid. she spoke to her parents about him. the vasishts never had any good opinion about him but they saw the love in diyas eyes. they relented. diya was happy that she did what sid wanted. - speaking to her parents. she was about to fly to USA the next night and she called up sid to tell him the happy news.
diya:sid am leaving tomorrow. its all because of you sid. i love you.
sid: love you too babe. i need to tell you something.
diya: really? even i have something to tell you. something very happy. oh how i wish you are here now.
sid: what is it?
diya: you go first sid. what is it?
sid: do you remember how you used to tell me that i should start seeing someone else? well there is one megha who proposed.
diya: (shocked) and?
sid: am confused diya. you never tell me if you love me. if you tell me something once and for all i will respond to meghas proposal.
diya: do you like her?
sid: well ya, i do. but..
diya: (feigning happiness) what are you waiting for? go tell her you idiot.
sid: you think so?
diya: absolutely.
sid: thanks diya. you are the best. (hangs up)
diya put the phone down. she locked her room and sat on the couch. tears silently plonked down on the floor from her eyes. she hurt beyond words. she had lost him again. she cried all night.
she went to meet madhu before she left to the airport. she told her all that happened. madhu was angered. how could he fall in love with some girl so soon?
diya just smiled for everything. madhu cried to see her friend this way and the fact that she was going half the world away from her. diya cried too. to leave her parents, madhu and all the memories here.
date: november 2010
place: stanford univ
diya: madhuuuuuuuuuuuuu.... its been long since i called you. how are you.
madhu: babeeee... love ya. been long.enjoying?
diya: you know me. am fine. having a ball of a time
madhu: ball of a time.? i know you babe. still feeling bad huh?
diya: guess who i met here. tom cruiseeee.
madhu: babe. are you truly happy? (in a serious concerned voice) you should have told sid of your love.
diya: (wry smile) and what? put him through a life time of misery thinking about arvind and me?
i know sid better than sid himself madhu. he loved me like noone else can but he was never over arvind. he was in a dilemma.
madhu: but you are making yourself unhappy.
diya: madhu. i love sid. i love sid so much that i only want his happiness. even when i know its not going to be with me.
madhu: diya....
diya: dont tell anything madhu. love is not just being with the person. should i hate him now that he's moved on? i would still love him. more than ever. knowing that he is happy makes me happy. i hurt him once madhu. and i wouldnt want to hurt him again. my heart will always be around him. my classes are starting love. will call later.
madhu was contemplating about what diya said as she put the phone down. she was proud of her diya. she looked back at the entire sid-diya episode. 8 years. one hell of a time. long time too. but she knew diya was right. diya's words kept echoing. i love him so much that i want his happiness even if its not going to be with me. madhu closed her eyes as a tear creeped out.
diya was sad yet content that sid was finally at peace. he would not need to worry that it was his fault that diya faced arvind. wouldnt have to feel bad for diya and can atlast be happy with a fresh new start.
well folks thats how the story ends. sid is now with megha. diya is still in love. with sid. but is happy knowing that he is happy with megha. and as for me. i shall take leave now :) hope you guys enjoyed reading about sid and diya
with days rolling away, sid tried to speak to diya. contrary to the past, diya atleast spoke to sid normally.she often grew a barrier only when he broached the subject of them getting back together as a couple. sidharth decided to give her time to heal, yet he made sure he didnt let go of her to someone else. he knew no-one else could love her the way he did.
diya was again becoming incresingly confortable with sid, this time as a friend. he was once someone who knew her very well. sid and diya both discovered each other more as friends than they ever did as a couple.
date : 2009
sid: diya, do you realise how much i know you better now than before? man, we should have started out as friends.
diya: yes sid. true. i feel so confortable with you around at my back. you are a good friend than a possesive boyfriend :P
sid: but diya, what i wanted was a relationship, now that we know each other well.
diya: sid, lets not talk of a relationship.
it happened every time. every one time sid wanted a relationship diya stopped talking. it frustrated sid to no end and sometime he spoke words he regretted.
sid: whats wrong with me diya? am i not the same person you fell in love with?
diya: no sid, you are not. you do know how much i hate smoking, drinking and one night stands dont you?
the sid i fell in love with, didnt do any of it. i dont know the sid i talk to now a days.
sid: well as if you are the same.
diya: what do you mean?
sid: you've been with someone else too diya. dont act all saintly.
diya: sid, am hurt by that sentence. nothing happened.
sid: ya right.
every time sid lost his temper and spoke something, diya felt terribly hurt. sid was frustrated. he wanted his diya back. diya was frustrated too.she wanted her sid back. both were searching for their own dopplegangers. sid finally decided to open up to diya.
he made her listen to how he had spoken to his parents, had given up on one night stands, smoking and drinking and how he was the same sid she fell in love with. sid recalled one incident from the past when they were in a relationship. as the calls were STD, sid used to skip lunch to save up for the calls he made to diya to speak longer. diya was moved as she heard all this stories from sid. she cried. for the first time it was tears of both happiness and love and sorrow of missing the person.
diya: sid, why didnt you tell me all this before?
sid: i wanted you to realise am still the same without me telling. but you never understood me diya. so what do you say? get back to me?
diya: sid! i cant.
sid: but why?
diya: sid you only talk about things from your perspective. i have quit my job. and i dont have any bodys support.my parents are not talking to me and its taking me time to set my career right. how can i think of a relationship now. maybe you ll be better if you start dating someone else.
sid: talk to your mom. this time around, i want you to tell your parents and friends that you are dating me before you get together with me?
diya: but why?
sid: so that you dont run away from me again. you ll be tied down.
diya: is that what you think of me sid?
sid immediately knew it was too late to correct his blunder. diya had shut herself again. nothing happened till may 2010. diya and sid were still friends. sid was diya's best friend and diya was sid's love of his life. it was diya's birthday. the last birthday she was spending at home as she was all ready to leave home to fly to the USA for her masters. it was sid who with her through thick and thin, encouraging her and supporting her every decision. deep down, diya knew that if she was doing her masters, it was because of one person. sid. the one person she always loved despite all that happened and the one person to whom she couldnt profess her love. sid couldnt be more happier. and he c ouldnt love anyone more, than his diya. the one person who still spoke to him inspite of him talking bull shit to her. the one person who didnt take to heart his spiteful words but still understood his real intentions. things were going smooth between diya and sid.
diya confessed to madhu before she left.
diya: this is one guy i left. i didnt try to sort out the issues when i broke the relationship off madhu. and now when i know the kinda mistake i made after arvind's episode. how can i get back to sid. is it not shameless on my part to do that? sid deserves better than me madhu. i cannot shamelessly go back to him and torture him with my presence.
madhu: sweetie, he loves you. he wont think of it that way.
diya: no madhu, i thought so too. but you know the words you say when you are angry are the ones that come from your heart and whenever hes angry, all that he can talk about is my past with arvind. he s not over the fact that i was with someother guy madhu. i cannot take that all my life. yes arvind was a mistake but i dont need a reminder from sid about it. he wont be happy with me madhu.
madhu: do you love him?
diya: (remains silent)
madhu: speak up you idiot. do you?
diya: (breaks down) more than anything else madhu. always have. the first time i came away from him because he didnt trust me. now am coming away from him because i love him too much and i know he deserves someone better. someone with whom he ll be happy.
madhu: diya. i dont know what to say. come here babes. (hugs diya as she silently cries)
sid knew very well that diya was in love with him. he tried reasoning, sarcasm, anger, and what not to get her back. diya for some reason didnt come back to him. all her reasons seemed like crap to him. he knew he couldnt go on for ever like this. thats when megha proposed to sid.
sid had completed his dual degree masters in bio tech in delhi and flown to germany for his doctrate. a fellow doctrate was megha who had fallen for sid a long time back. sid occasionally used to talk about diya and how he couldnt get her back to megha. and now she had proposed. on side was megha with whom he could start a new life and on the other was his own diya. the one person he couldnt stop loving and couldnt see as someone elses.
madhu took it as her job to try and reason with diya. she convinced diya that sid was the man for her. it took her a months time to reason it out with diya. diya slowly was getting convinced that she wanted to get back to sid. she spoke to her parents about him. the vasishts never had any good opinion about him but they saw the love in diyas eyes. they relented. diya was happy that she did what sid wanted. - speaking to her parents. she was about to fly to USA the next night and she called up sid to tell him the happy news.
diya:sid am leaving tomorrow. its all because of you sid. i love you.
sid: love you too babe. i need to tell you something.
diya: really? even i have something to tell you. something very happy. oh how i wish you are here now.
sid: what is it?
diya: you go first sid. what is it?
sid: do you remember how you used to tell me that i should start seeing someone else? well there is one megha who proposed.
diya: (shocked) and?
sid: am confused diya. you never tell me if you love me. if you tell me something once and for all i will respond to meghas proposal.
diya: do you like her?
sid: well ya, i do. but..
diya: (feigning happiness) what are you waiting for? go tell her you idiot.
sid: you think so?
diya: absolutely.
sid: thanks diya. you are the best. (hangs up)
diya put the phone down. she locked her room and sat on the couch. tears silently plonked down on the floor from her eyes. she hurt beyond words. she had lost him again. she cried all night.
she went to meet madhu before she left to the airport. she told her all that happened. madhu was angered. how could he fall in love with some girl so soon?
diya just smiled for everything. madhu cried to see her friend this way and the fact that she was going half the world away from her. diya cried too. to leave her parents, madhu and all the memories here.
date: november 2010
place: stanford univ
diya: madhuuuuuuuuuuuuu.... its been long since i called you. how are you.
madhu: babeeee... love ya. been long.enjoying?
diya: you know me. am fine. having a ball of a time
madhu: ball of a time.? i know you babe. still feeling bad huh?
diya: guess who i met here. tom cruiseeee.
madhu: babe. are you truly happy? (in a serious concerned voice) you should have told sid of your love.
diya: (wry smile) and what? put him through a life time of misery thinking about arvind and me?
i know sid better than sid himself madhu. he loved me like noone else can but he was never over arvind. he was in a dilemma.
madhu: but you are making yourself unhappy.
diya: madhu. i love sid. i love sid so much that i only want his happiness. even when i know its not going to be with me.
madhu: diya....
diya: dont tell anything madhu. love is not just being with the person. should i hate him now that he's moved on? i would still love him. more than ever. knowing that he is happy makes me happy. i hurt him once madhu. and i wouldnt want to hurt him again. my heart will always be around him. my classes are starting love. will call later.
madhu was contemplating about what diya said as she put the phone down. she was proud of her diya. she looked back at the entire sid-diya episode. 8 years. one hell of a time. long time too. but she knew diya was right. diya's words kept echoing. i love him so much that i want his happiness even if its not going to be with me. madhu closed her eyes as a tear creeped out.
diya was sad yet content that sid was finally at peace. he would not need to worry that it was his fault that diya faced arvind. wouldnt have to feel bad for diya and can atlast be happy with a fresh new start.
well folks thats how the story ends. sid is now with megha. diya is still in love. with sid. but is happy knowing that he is happy with megha. and as for me. i shall take leave now :) hope you guys enjoyed reading about sid and diya
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