A Love Story

August 4, 2011

She is crying, all her dreams shattered in a fraction of a second. Tears roll down her cheeks. She is least bothered about the people standing there and watching her. Her long black hair is all tangled. Suddenly she stops crying, wipes her face and starts walking. Somebody is calling her from behind, but all she can do is walk on. She looks at the envelope she is carrying and again she feels tears rolling down her cheek. She keeps the envelope in her bag, wipes her face and stops. When she feels better she turns around to see the caller. It's Arul. She just stands there, staring at him, a million emotions running through her. When she cannot take it anymore she just runs to him and hugs him. Arul is startled by her action but is content to hold her tightly as if he never wants to let her go. He fails to understand her.

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Nikitha was quite determined that she would get the job. She was a topper in her class. She was a computer freak and that's why she had taken computer science in BE. As the only daughter her parents had taken extra care of her.

As expected she got the job and started working in Mangalore for a famous software company AmYssY. She was hardworking and a very determined gal. It took her only a few years to reach her goal. Now she was earning in lacs. When she turned 25 her parents started looking out for a guy for her.

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Arul was a doctor. He did his MBBS from Manglore's famous St Martha Hospital. As he was smart and intelligent it was clear from the very beginning that he was going to be a famous doctor one day. He didn't disappoint his parents. He had an elder sister who was settled down in Norway.

Arul was now 27 and his parents were searching a girl for him.

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Nikitha and Arul were destined to meet, and one day, they did.

On her way to office one fine morning, Nikitha met with an accident and was taken to hospital where Arul was working. And that day Arul was in charge of casualty. Nikitha was severely injured and was unconscious. The first time Arul set his eyes on Nikitha he was under her spell. In her unconscious state she looked like a goddess. It was love at first sight. He took good care of her. When Nikitha opened her eyes she stared into the eyes of a stranger. He came closer, held her hand and said "I'll make sure your parents know that you are awake."

Nikitha was shocked. She wanted to ask many questions but heavy slumber took over her. The next time she opened her eyes she found her mom crying. She could hear the same stranger consoling her mother. She just stared at the stranger's broad back. When he turned around she almost held her breath. Really handsome, she thought. He was very tall and had a good personality. She closed her eyes for a moment. When she opened them the stranger was leaning over her. His hot breath tickled her. She just stared at those jet black eyes. It's only when her mom called her name that she realized that they were not alone.

Nikitha was in hospital for four days. Everyday Arul would visit Nikitha. Everyday he would get flowers for her. On the last day of Nikitha's stay in hospital Arul proposed. He was intelligent, smart, rich and understanding so neither Nikitha nor her parents had any strong reason to refuse.

With their parents' permission they started going around. Soon, they were engaged. First kiss, first touch, first fight, first gift - they experienced everything. They knew that they were made for each other. Both were madly in love.

And then, Arul left for the USA for a year. Nikitha missed him a lot, but waited in patience. In between, she faced some health problem. Her injured knee began hurting her. When she needed Arul the most he was far away busy with his work. But everyday he would call and enquire about her.

On the day of Arul's arrival he was over the moon, excited at the prospect of seeing his sweetheart. But when his plane landed in Mangalore airport there was disappoint waiting for him. Nikitha hadn't come to welcome him. He was upset. He called her but there was no response.

He knew something was wrong. He went to her house but she refused to see him. He was sure that something was bothering his darling. He didn't force her, instead he waited. He was sure some day soon Nikitha would tell him everything.

Days passed but there was no reply from Nikitha. One day she came to the hospital to see him and returned the engagement ring. In response to Arul's persistent queries all she said was, "I am not meant for you, you deserve someone better than me". Stunned, Arul called her back but she didn't answer. He tried talking to her parents but in vain.

Arul was depressed as his beloved had left him without any specific reason. He lived a lonely life now. He lost interest in everything. He spent most of his time in the hospital. His parents were worried about him.

One day, he was just leaving the operation theater when he saw somebody familiar. He knew it was Nikitha. He could recognize her long black hair anywhere. He tried calling her, but she didn't stop. She kept on walking. When she felt he was running out of patience she stopped. She stared at him. Before he knew what was happening she was in his arms. He was happy. He knew that her place was in his arms. But before he could think further, she kissed his cheek and said "It's a final goodbye. I found someone while you were not here. All I can say is sorry. Forgive me if you can."

Astonished beyond words, he looked at her fading figure, and collapsed on a bench close by. The love of his life was gone. He felt cheated. He wanted to ask her where he had gone wrong. What made her fall for another guy when he was in love with her. That night he din't know how many bottles of whiskey he emptied.

After that incident he happened to see Nikitha with a guy and his final hope was gone. Rarely, he would go to his big empty house. Nikitha's thoughts forever haunted him. He tried to spend most of his time with patients.

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It's been three years now. Arul has married and has a kid. He has shifted from Mangalore to Bangalore. He loves his wife. Sometimes he does think about Nikitha. He longed to hear from her. He is quiet famous now. He spends most of his time with his wife and kid.
 

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He was taking his usual rounds in the ward when a patient caught his attention. The Patient's back was to him. He took some more steps when the patient turned. He couldn't believe what he say. Nikitha was there on the bed. Her eyes were closed. He stared at those eyes which had once captured his heart. He approached her. When she opened her eyes she found the familiar stranger staring at her. She didn't say a word. Arul couldn't speak. He stood there and watched her.

He picked the report lying on the bedside table and flipped through its pages. He was shocked. Nikitha was still unmarried and was suffering from bone cancer. She was in the last stage. He bent and held her and yelled, "Is this the reason you left me??? Damn it!!! Couldn't you tell me???? Why the heck didn't you tell me???"
Hearing the commotion Nikitha's mom came to the ward. She looked at her daughter and then at Arul. Nikitha just smiled and said, "What would you have done Arul? Fight with death?" She was crying. He couldn't see her in that condition. He just held her tight. She said, "Don't make me weak with your last hug. I have survived till now." Arul tightened his grip. He knew he had made a mistake when he let her go.

Arul visited Nikitha everyday. He didn't tell his wife anything. He knew that he should have, but never had enough courage.

Nikitha's condition worsened. She was shifted to the ICU. Arul was there next to her holding her hand. All she could do was look at him. Nikitha was fighting for every breath. She held his hand tightly as if it were the only source of hope. She closed her eyes for a final time and never opened them again.

Arul was crying. He still held Nikitha's hand. He stared at those closed eyes which had once captured his heart.

 

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By Sylvia Navina Lobo, Kinnigoli
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Comment on this article

  • Anu/Mangalore,

    Mon, May 26 2014

    hi Ms.Sylvia really love reading your story which is very touching n i hope n wish you continue writing such stories in your future days also. n sometimes it happens in reality also which makes life still more painful.

  • Reshma banu, hyderabad

    Thu, Jul 19 2012

    its really very good MS.Sylvia it is heart touching story........keep writing........

  • shaila, brahmavar

    Sat, Feb 18 2012

    heart touching story

  • Sandeep Crasta, Mangalore

    Wed, Feb 15 2012

    Very Emotional,touching story. Very well written.

  • Javid, Mangalore/KSA

    Tue, Feb 14 2012

    Awesome.. truely heart touching story.. My tears dropped down while reading...

  • rashi, bangalore

    Thu, Nov 17 2011

    Its a gud story..But In love dont sacrifice..u sud alws tell the truth to each other otherwise other person will always feel guilty

  • shafi sheikh, Karkala. Sharjah UAE

    Fri, Aug 12 2011

    really itz a heart touching story ya......keep it up writings ......

  • irfan, RIYADH

    Tue, Aug 09 2011

    it really hert tuching story thnk you sylvia for gv a good lesson

  • Dolfred D'Souza, Goa/Mangalore/UK

    Tue, Aug 09 2011

    Anyone can speak words that tend to rob another of the spirit to continue. Special is the individual who will take the time to encourage another. Geoffrey, I never said that I wrote the poem. In fact I quoted it in quotes to indicate it is not mine. I only wanted to appreciate William blake's wonderful lines to the said context. It’s a thousand times easier to criticize than create. That's why critics are never problem solvers. Any fool can criticize, condemn & complain, and most do like you.Don’t belittle - be big don't become a critic.Spend your time and energy creating, not criticizing.Learn to appreciate brother.Our cultural conditioning teaches us to find flaws and problems at all times. Shift from faultfinding to appreciation finding and I can guarantee you Geoffrey that you will find peace. Whether it is William Blake or Dolfred, good words will always remain good! God bless

  • Philomena d'souza, Karkala/Mumbai

    Tue, Aug 09 2011

    Thank you, Silvia. Its a heart breaking story. I really feel the tear on my eye. Keep up the good writing.God bless you.

  • Philip D'Lima, Barkur/Doha- Qatar

    Mon, Aug 08 2011

    Good work Sylvia... it was a wonderful experience reading this short story.... very well scripted .. God Bless you and keep writing.... looking forward for more writings from you.....

  • Glany teena, Belthangady

    Mon, Aug 08 2011

    Good one!!!

  • SRIDHAR SHETTY , DOHA /BARKUR

    Mon, Aug 08 2011

    heart touching very nice story ..... Ms.Sylvia. i felt like i am watching a movie....

  • CAroline Helma Dsouza, Mangalore

    Sun, Aug 07 2011

    A heart touching story...

  • Margaret Rego, Mangalore, Kuwait

    Sun, Aug 07 2011

    Dear Sylvia,

    A touching story, which brought tears to my eyes while reading it, what a great sacrifice for love. Very well written. God bless your writing skills..

  • FATIMA , MUMBAI

    Sun, Aug 07 2011

    Really it is heart touching, on love & sacrifice

  • Ronson Lewis, Kallianpur / Dubai

    Sat, Aug 06 2011

    Very well written.... You have got a good talent of writing....

  • Raina Rodrigues, Mangalore

    Sat, Aug 06 2011

    Good One Sylvia.. Heart touching story.. very well written

  • Abdul, Udupi

    Sat, Aug 06 2011

    Nice story.its holding me up till end. Keep it up.

  • Felix D'Souza, Haleangadi/Sharjah

    Sat, Aug 06 2011

    I have read all the articles written by you. All are real and touching to the heart. You have very good talent of writing. Keep writing.

  • sunil kumar shetty, Karkala/Riyadh

    Fri, Aug 05 2011

    Heart touching love story....keep it up...

  • Joyce Sequeira, Pamboor / Dubai

    Fri, Aug 05 2011

    Nice and heart touching story..

  • geoffrey, hathill

    Fri, Aug 05 2011

    Mr Pathar, if you scroll down a bit on comments you'll see William Blake's poetry under a new name!

  • Ravi Lobo, Kinnigoli/ Wisconsin

    Fri, Aug 05 2011

    A well crafted story. The choice of words is very good. The writing is economic, and to the point.

    Good luck.

  • Veena Furtado, Mangalore/Bang

    Fri, Aug 05 2011

    good one.. really heart touching story.....keep writing Sylvia

  • Harish Pathar, Ane Gundi, Emlore/Beelore

    Fri, Aug 05 2011

    Yeh, good story Sylli. Keep up the good work. Interesting technique also.

    What, Geoffrey, William Blake did not change his name. He died some years back.

    Peple should read Shirley Jackson's 'The Lottery'. Lovely tale.

  • Charles D'Mello, Pangala

    Fri, Aug 05 2011

    Very good story. It very touching and sad too. Good imagination.

  • Diana Castelino, Kinnigoli/Mumbai

    Fri, Aug 05 2011

    Good Story very very touching

  • Babitha Mendonca, Bangalore/Mangalore

    Fri, Aug 05 2011

    It was a heart touching Story syllu.....keep writing...

  • geoffrey, hathill

    Fri, Aug 05 2011

    Has William Blake changed his name to Dolfred Dsouza?

  • Dony, Allipade/Dubai

    Thu, Aug 04 2011

    good one.... heart touching .. keep writing Ms. silvia . May god bless u ..

  • John Leslie D'souza, Mangalore

    Thu, Aug 04 2011

    Gud one Nikitha oh!! I'm sorry Sylvia :) Keep it up..

  • ralph, udipi

    Thu, Aug 04 2011

    good story...keep writing Sylvia Lobo.....

  • Dolfred D'souza, Goa/Mangalore/UK

    Thu, Aug 04 2011

    "Love seeketh not Itself to please,
    Nor for itself hath any care,
    But for another gives it ease,
    And builds a Heaven in Hell's despair."
    Sacrifice is the most important characteristics of True love. "Do you want happiness in life?" If yes...Then stop being a beggar of love and instead be a donor! Let us learn from Nikitha the meaning of true love.

    Keep writing Sylvia... God bless!

  • Joyer Noronha, Kinnigoli

    Thu, Aug 04 2011

    Keep writing Sylvia

  • HENRY MISQUITH, M'LORE\BAHRAIN

    Thu, Aug 04 2011

    A very good and touching love story, keep it up Sylvia.
    Just pass this romantic n sad story to Bollywood's star maker Yash Chopra or Rajasree productions! Continue your writing....all the best & God bless.
    Henry Misquith, Bahrain

  • Stanley Noronha, Kulshekar/Kuwait

    Thu, Aug 04 2011

    Truly a very good love story. Nicely built up and well written. All the best for future writings. God bless.

  • Shilpa, bangalore

    Thu, Aug 04 2011

    Hi sylvia, i have been following all your articles. They are really good and will take the readers right over the spot. Good going. Keep writing and hope daijiworld manages to publish ur work everytime u write.

  • Lilian, Mumbai

    Thu, Aug 04 2011

    I've enjoyed reading the stories.You must start writing more such stories and compiling them into a book. You have the talent.

  • Pius Dcruz, BELMAN/DUBAI

    Thu, Aug 04 2011

    Very touching and heart warming story on Love and Sacrifice.
    Sometimes we wonder why good people die so soon.

  • AZAM SHEIKH, MANGALORE/MUSCAT

    Thu, Aug 04 2011

    good story...but copy of ANKHIYONKE JARONKON SE....?

  • Hosanna, Ganjimut Mangalore

    Thu, Aug 04 2011

    Really very heart touching. Thank you Ms. Sylvia. God Bless you. Keep up your writng talent.

  • Jeevan, Karkala

    Thu, Aug 04 2011

    Hats off to you Ms.Sylvia Navina Lobo n really wel written , and I can feel the tear s on my eyes AFTER LONG TIME .

  • Norbert Dsilva, Basrur/Nashik

    Thu, Aug 04 2011

    Very touching story. Keep writing bcoz u are really good.

  • sangu, bangalore/dubai

    Thu, Aug 04 2011

    It's good story in each moment intresting i think but it is not new one, the film Akiyonke Zarokhonse was made on similar story

  • Kurt Waschnig, Oldenburg Germany

    Thu, Aug 04 2011

    This story is touching me. Brilliantly written, I appreciate your writing.
    It is a story which makes one sad. It is describing reality as it sometimes happens in life.
    Your writing and your immaculate English attracts readers from all walks of life.
    Thank you.


    Best regards
    Kurt Waschnig Oldenburg Germany

  • Rakesh Dsouza, Mangalore, Dubai

    Wed, Aug 03 2011

    A heart touching story. Thank you Ms.Sylvia.


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