If love was a curse!

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I was confused.
I had completely lost my calm.
Physically I could hurt anyone, but mentally I felt chills run down my spine.
I felt completely drained.

I could hear mum and dad screaming at each other.
"Savitri, why don't you understand?"
"Please Ram, we don't have to do this.
We can think of other options."
"From the time you have entered into my life, I have never succeeded in anything."
"Both of us can work, Ram."
"I don't want you, Savitri!"

And with this mum couldn't utter a word. There was complete silence for sometime.

"Remember Ram, 22 years ago we left everything for each other and now you want to leave me. What about the kids?"
"Don't worry Savitri, they are my kids. I'll take care of them."
"Please Ram!"
"Leave my kids and me alone."
"I have nowhere to go. I have no job, no family, no house!"
"I don't care, Savitri. Just sign and leave us!"

There was a knock on my door.
I was shocked to see Dad.
"Myra, when is your college starting?"
"In a week, dad."
"All the best sweetheart! Study well."
"Thanks Dad!"
"Don't think too much about any of this, I'll set it right soon. Goodnight"

With this being said, he turned towards my brother's room. He knocked. Ayaan opened the door.
"Don't play too many games, so ja puttar."
"Yes, dad. Goodnight."

I was still near my door. Brother looked at me with anger.
"I could hear everything, di!"
"Good night, Ayaan."
(P.S - I didn't know what else to say.)
"Night, di."

I was a fan of my dad's talent. The talent of speaking irrelevant stuff when in serious situations. I guess I have inherited that quality from him. Aah! I almost forgot to mention about my sarcasm too!

I shut the door, too tired.
Fell flat on my bed.
Sleep crept in sooner.

Everything was new. I was unaware of the surroundings. Seemed like a college. No no, it wasn't my university. A different college. I guess I have gotten into the wrong place.

Old fashioned as it seemed to be. Girls and guys dressed completely different. More traditional to be precise.

I wasn't fitting in.
All my attempts to know about the whereabouts of this place went in vain. No one answered to any questions.
As invisible as I could be in this place, I just kept roaming near to the enterance.
A huge building labelled "Department of Computer Science Engineering". This is weird. That is not even my subject. I'm an arts student.
Wait, both my parents are computer science engineers. I'm curious now.

After a long while of wondering where I was. I heard an announcement,
"All seniors are hereby requested to welcome the Juniors and make them comfortable".

I'm still confused.

Then I moved towards the department, at the enterance I saw this group of guys seriously discussing. I walked a few steps towards them. My jaw dropped in amazement, a very handsome young man smiled at me.
He was so perfect. Any girl would be head over heels for him.
Hold on!
I find this face familiar.
"I know him. I know him", my mind kept telling me.
In a jiffy, I remembered who he was. He was my father. Yes, that handsome man was my father!

I looked at him. I went a little closer.
"Are you a first year?"
"Dad!", Word I uttered without my knowledge.
"What?", He exclaimed.
I ran out.
As I started to move away from the department, I hear another announcement, "All the first years, are requested to kindly move into their departments and settle down. The respective teachers will brief you about all the other details."
I just thought it wise to keep going away.
"Baaammm!", I ran into one of the first years. We literally missed hitting our heads in an inch.

"Watch where you are going!"
"I'm sorry, I wasn't seeing."
"Obviously, you weren't!"
"I said I'm sorry!", saying this I looked up at the person.

A heart beat missed. She was drop dead gorgeous. Her smile was the prettiest.
She was my mother. Yes, she was!

Now most of it made sense.
I was at my parents college. Going to every place they have been, running into each one of them.
But, what was I doing there?

"Leave this place!", The mind told.
"Follow mum!", The heart whispered.
Well in such confusions, I just.....
.......
Go with the flow.

I found myself following mum.
She went to the admissions office and collected her schedule and other necessary things. Then she walked towards her department.
Department of Computer Science Engineering. The same as dad!

As she walked passed the enterance, her look steadily fixed on dad.
She slowed down. Dad also exchanged his looks with mum.
This seemed more intense. It felt as though, they were talking but with eyes. They were lost in the eyes of each other.

"Kaboom!",  and I woke up suddenly to a loud noise.
My wall clock had fallen down. The nail holding it up was too lose. I had completely forgotten about mentioning it to dad.
Just then I noticed the time, it was 4:30 AM.
I felt thirsty. I went downstairs to drink some water. Just then I saw mum sitting in front of the divorce papers. I went and sat next to her.
"Woke up so early?"
"Was feeling thirsty maa."
"Forgot to take your bottle upstairs, as usual?"
I nodded.
She hugged me tightly. I knew she was crying.
"Maa..!", I exclaimed.
"I am signing the papers. I thought your father, you and Ayaan were everything for me. But he just doesn't want me anymore! I have nothing left in life."
"Ayaan and me won't let you go maa."
With this she wiped her tears, released me and told,
"Go sleep!"
"Maa"
"Go!"

I went back to my room.
I remember my mom telling me once about her love story.
Yes, my parents had a love marriage.
Mum had to leave behind everyone to get married to dad. Her father was against her alliance to dad. And since then, mum has never been welcomed back home.

I sat on my bed thinking about the dream. It was beautiful.
Actually it wasn't a dream.
Mum had once described to  me the incident when she first saw dad. I had just pictured it in my dream.

"When I first saw your dad. It was magic. We kept staring at each other. I still can't forget the look. Words had no place but both of us perfectly understood the hearts. ' You are the one I have been searching for. You are the answers to all my questions. You will be the only one for me', was something your dad conveyed.", This she told me about her first meet.

I wonder now,
"My parents had a love marriage. They were supposed to be happy.
Was that love no more? Has that love caused all this pain?"

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Author's note;

Translations-
So ja puttar- go sleep son (dad telling Ayaan)

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