Virginity or virtue. What Really Defines Her?

10. Virgin or Virtue ( From the heart of writer)

Why does today's generation often choose online dating, casual relationships, or purely physical connections? Even when they know it won’t last, why do they still dive into such relationships?We are all broken, left shattered by the ones we once loved unconditionally, only to be discarded like we never mattered.

Those sleepless nights filled with panic attacks and anxiety make the darkness unbearable. And in that desperation, we search for relief  in places we hope to forget the love we once gave so freely to someone who left us hollow.When someone leaves who once had your soul, you turn to physical relationships—not out of greed, but out of a deep desire to be touched, to be held, if only for a moment.

It’s not always about lust; it’s about finding comfort in the arms of someone who, for a short time, can make you feel safe, like everything’s okay.When you’ve loved deeply, even the slightest touch can feel like an electric surge through your veins. But when you choose to step into a casual relationship, there’s a mental preparation involved.

You aren’t seeking love, with a thought you’ve always given a love now you cannot love, you don’t have strength but deep down most people search for love only but do not agree we say its, just solace, and the thought of knowing there are no emotions involved can be soothing. It assures you that you won’t get hurt again.

You’ll feel some relief, a reprieve from the aching void. You begin to believe that you can revive your life, even if just for a little while.In the end, it’s always your choice. A choice shaped by how deeply you’ve been broken by love. "Aap kitna barbaad huye hai, uske ishq mein"—how much have you been destroyed by their love?

Our parents come from a generation where even love stories were treated like sin. Watching movies like Maine Pyar Kiya, wearing jeans to college, listening to songs, having male friends, or simply going out with friends—each of these things carried a weight of judgement and disapproval.

That generation was different, where men often expected to marry virgin wives, and the same was presumed for women. But the harsh reality is, it's always women who are judged. In Hindi, we say charitra—her character is scrutinised, and her worth is often tied to her virginity.In today's generation, we’ve all felt the pain of being broken. A broken heart leads people to unexpected places, to choices they may not have imagined for themselves. But despite this shared experience of heartbreak, there are still many who continue to judge her—judging by virginity, and not by virtue.

This is a fictional story, but like all great fiction, it represents a truth that resonates with many. Though the characters and events may be crafted from imagination, the emotions, struggles, and societal expectations woven into this tale are very real. They mirror the lives of countless individuals who have navigated the complexities of love, relationships, and self-worth.

The woman in this story, though fictional, stands as a symbol for many who have faced similar challenges—those who’ve questioned their value in a world that too often equates worth with superficial standards like virginity or societal approval.

Through her experiences, we see reflections of the broader human condition: the search for love, the desire for acceptance, and the journey toward self-realization.In the process of writing, I have witnessed how this fictional character’s life touches upon deeper truths. Her story, while unique in its specifics, is a familiar one to many who have been judged for their choices, their desires, and their independence.

It is a reminder that our worth is not defined by the labels society places upon us but by the virtues we cultivate within ourselves.This story may be fictional, but it is deeply rooted in the experiences of so many. It speaks to those who have loved, lost, and risen again. It challenges the notion that one’s value can be measured by fleeting ideas like virginity and instead celebrates the strength, resilience, and virtue that lie within us all.

Be sensible enough to understand the decisions she makes.
Be mature enough to grasp the depth of the pain she's gone through.

Neysa and Abeer weren’t meant for each other,
but they shared months of smiles, laughter, and desires. What they had was real in its own way, though it was not destined to last.
And yet, what grew between them was shaped by someone else,
They were dead desires to do with someone they loved, but ended with having it with each other.

Open Letter To Everyone Who Is Reading This
(From the Writer’s Heart)

Dear readers,

This story, like many others, represents the silent battles we fight, the ones we don’t always talk about, the moments of love that slip through our fingers, and the scars that never truly fade. Neysa’s journey is not hers alone—it belongs to everyone who has felt the weight of expectations, who has loved deeply but been left, who has questioned their worth because of what society deems important.

But what about Abeer?
His story matters too. He is someone who gave his heart, just as Neysa did.
I believe that, like many of us, he carries his own wounds, his own quiet dreams of finding someone who sees him for all that he is—the person behind the playlist, the one who sings along with him, who stays by his side through every song, no matter how out of tune life may get.I hope he finds that kind of love—the love that doesn’t fade or run away when things get hard.

A love that matches his passion and makes the Northern Lights dream come true.
someone who will dance to the same rhythm as he does and never question whether they should stay.

To those who have ever been judged by choices they made in moments of vulnerability, let me say this: you are more than your decisions, more than your past. You are more than what others see on the surface.

The real you—your virtue, your heart, your spirit—is defined by your resilience, by the way you rise after falling.This story is not about right or wrong. It is about learning to embrace the parts of yourself that you’ve been taught to hide, about finding peace in a world that often misunderstands.

It’s about discovering that love—real love—isn’t about perfection, and it’s not about whether you’ve followed the rules.

It’s about finding someone who sees your scars and stays anyway.
So, what really defines her—or him?
Maybe it’s not the labels we’ve been given.
Maybe it’s simply the courage to continue,
to live and to love despite everything.

With love,
Janhavi Arya