short love stories of Indian Culture
First time sitting and writing something
that expresses my views of marriage.Hope you people out there enjoy your time with these stories..
(All the pictures used in the chapter belongs to Google. I do not own any of these pictures)
Avantika Pov:-
Family.....the word itself consits different emotions, feelings, sentiments....all the things one do is for the family.....we fight for the family...we protect our family....we loose ourself for our family and we even gain ourselves for the family.....In this world if you have family you're the richest man alive.....but even after having everything you dint have family......then you're not even capable to be beggars because even they have family....... And me , I am the one who has everything in this world but not the love of family...... why only because I was the girl child and my so called family donnot want to have a girl in their prestigious family.........Had they forgotten that, even they also had came through a woman.A girl/lady/woman was the mean for them to come in this world.....when they can have wife then why not daughters....... "Maa Durga bhi toh ek kanya thi......toh unki log kyu pooja krte hai.....Maa Laxmi bhi toh ek aurat hai toh unko ghar mein kyu amantrit krte hai.......Maa Annapurna bui toh ek stree hai toh hum unse kyu umeed krte hai ke voh humre ghar mein Ann-dhan humesha banaye rkhe.......yeh sabhi mataye bhi toh kisi ki beti hai.....toh hum kyu poojte hai unhe......."
I cried thinking all this, as yesterday after returning from college. I saw my whole family was talking about having guest and was excitingly asking Veer bhaiya something... Veer bhaiya is elder to me for 4 years and also the eldest to my parents.....their were so engrossed in their family discussion that they didn't even notice me..... I made my way their and greeted them......nobody replied....I tried again and enquried about the talk which there were having.....
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Maa:- "Kyu, ab hum humare hi ghar mein nhi aa skte kya....." She asked angrily while glaring at me...
Ava :- nhi maa. Aap galat smjh rhi hai, hum aisa kuch nhi keh rhe the......hum toh bas... She interrupted me in the middle and said rather rudely......
Maa:- Meine tumse safai maangi....yaa tumse poocha ke tum kya bolri ho,nhi na toh kyu bevajah apni rai deri ho.....are nhi samjh mein ataa hai kya tumhe dur raho humare Parivar se.....him kya baat krhe hai aur kya nhi isse tumhe koi farak nhi padna chahiye.....tumhe iss ghar mein rehne ko jagah di hai na uski khushi manao.......humare gharelu mamlo mein apni taang na adao...
While listening this my eyes were filled with tears......
Papa:- Aur sunno ghar mein 3-8 ke beech mein ghar se kahin chale jana.......kuch important log aayenge toh hum nhi chahte ke koi gadbad ho smjhi...... While glaring her Hard......And moved out receiving the phonecall that he got at the moment.......
All the while she was staring at carpeted floor with teary eyes, looking down as if it has some hidden gems which she needs to fine out........
She without looking up or anybody's face moved to her room and got on the bed with Jenny....her teddy bear which she got at the age of 5 from her grandparents.....
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She cried thinking all of this...... Never once they made her feel the love..... never once they appreciated her for her achievements......But enough is enough......Why should she waste her tears for someone who take her for granted......and never realise the importance of her.......fine then if they don't want her in their life then she will also stay far away from them....... She cried hard while consoling herself..... making herself belief that she doesn't need them.....the people who never once thight her as their daughter, sister,niece, much as human....... She slept for sometime while thinking all these things & being tired of crying........
Jeene ke liye socha hi nahi dard sambhalane honge......
Muskuraye toh muskurane ke karz utaarne honge.....
Muskuraon kabhi toh lagta hai.....
Jaise honthon pe karz rakha hai........
Hmmm pareshaaaan hooon mein......damn this song....... Whenever this song came it's like I can relate to this song..... My life is anything simple, innocent.......I as child never thought that to lead a simple life we need to bear the pain......
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all the years I worked hard and now here I am laying down on my bed of hostel....looking at the ceiling and wondering where am I going with my life......how much more should work hard to get at the top......I want to be a football player as well as bussiness man.....football player because football is my passion, I simply loved football......and bussiness man as a child I always admired to be a bussiness man.....own a big company.....have huge amount of money.....and to wear nice designer dresses (tuxedo's)....looking all handsome.......let's see which way destiny would take me......either be a football player or a businessman......I would make sure to be the richest man of India.......
He thought while gazing at the ceiling.......
Like this both were thing something.......one of the past and the other of future........
But this would be the last day to think all the other things as From tomorrow activities in the college is gonna be starting.....but if they both wanna achive their dreams then they have to be at the top of yearly record as well as all the fun stress free activity.......
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Now let's see which activity they would meet first
