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Chapter 1
only for you...
divorce... i was numb when he said that seven letter word to me. a single word of his destroyed the little world i created after getting married to him. initially zain and i werent happy with this marriage. our marriage was fixed by our parents n before we could meet and get to know each other, we were already married. but soon i found my happiness with zain and i assumed that zain also did. i really thought that now we have grown close and now we have started accepting each other the way we are. i donno when i fell in love with him and on 14th of feb, i decided to tell zain about my feelings. i decided to tell him that im in love with him and hoped to hear that he loves me back. i decorated our bedroom and baked a chocolate cake for him. i was waiting for him to return, when the door opened with a bang. i looked up to see a drunk zain at the doorstep trying to stand on his feet. he was about to fall when i ran up to him and saved him supporting his stumbling form but he jerked my hands away and pushed me. i was shocked and looked at him with million questions in my eyes. the next words that slipped from his mouth, broke my heart. "i want divorce aliya... i feel suffocated in all this... leave me alone n go... go away aliya" he yelled n the ground under my feets slipped away. he didnt want me n i just wanted his happiness. that moment i realised that its all about preferences and choices. he didnt choose me n didnt preferred me over anything. he wanted his freedom that he used to have before marriage, so i left barkat early in the morning, leaving a letter behind for him hoping he gets whatever he desires for in life. i want his happiness and success nothing else.
two years passed by... two long years i have been living like this... all alone and away from my family. my family which meant the world to me... infact its still the world for me. but i cant go back to them that day. if i went to my parents house that day, i would have to tell them that i left my in-laws house and my husband... but how could i ever tell them that... i cant let them know the cruel game my stars played with me. i cant tell them that zain only asked me to leave him. i still remember how much my parents used to adore and trust zain. he was my perfect match in their eyes and its not like that i dont believe this... i do... yes zain was, is and will be my perfect match. so what we are like the two banks of the same river that can never meet though we flow together to the same destination. we are the two sides of the same coin or like two parallel roads which never coincides.
i took a job in this orphanage as a teacher. i have always have this reading habit or i should say keen interest in reading books. second reason of working here will be these cute little innocent children who also dont have anyone in this world like me (now). we are family now... a big family... a family which will always remain together no matter what. our love for each other will never change given the changing circumstances and time unlike some people whose relations and feelings keep changing every minute. one minute they are friends with you and love you to death and next moment suddenly they are stranger and you mean nothing to them. i know i have formed opinion about people but after what happened ro me, its kind of justified. my husband who was supposed to be with me at every step of life; couldnt even walk few steps with me. he left me midway and in a way asked me to find a way out of the darkness that was surrounding me.
the morning i left barkat villa was something i can never forget. i walked aimlessly with my luggage in my hand and tears rolling down my cheeks. i didnt know where to go and what to do, and all this made me feel even more helpless and more tears formed in my swollen red eyes. i was mentally and emotionally shattered and soon i was physically exhausted as well, i dragged my feet to the nearby bus stand and sat in a random bus. i didnt know where that bus was going to take me but i knew where i cant go. i cant go back to my house, to my parents. i just cant... sitting in the bus, i dont know when i dozed off until someone shook me. a lady sitting beside me shook me n i looked questioningly at her and then i followed her gaze. the conductor was standing and waiting for me to buy a ticket but i didnt know where that bus was going. he told me that the bus was going to shimla and i bought the ticket. thats how i ended up in shimla and soon i found a job to sustain myself.
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