Wednesday Prompt; 2014-7
The Wednesday Prompt 2014-7 is hosted on writetribe.com, ‘H/She was Too late.’ I choose to participate by churning out my favorite genre, a love story’ and look forward to positive feedback, brickbats and, of course, bouquets.
Have a great weekend, fellow tribers
H/She was Too Late:
Ankita waited for him to say YES. Kabir just needed to pluck up the courage and tell her, “I have told them. Let’s go and get married. I am not willing to sacrifice my love for them, no matter how much they mean to me.” She already left her parents house and traveled to a new city so that they can start a new life. She was waiting for his answer. Kabir was unsure, how to break the news to his traditional parents. He was scared of them, knowing that they will make a drama since she belongs to a different caste. Finally, he told them. His parents made a drama at home and told him, ‘We brought you up with so much love and you have decided to marry this Dalit girl. Now, we mean nothing to you. But, bear in mind, should you choose to leave the threshold of this house, forget that we are your parents and we will consider that we never had a son. We always thought that you who will look after us.” He couldn’t muster the courage to leave them to be with the love of his life. He decided to sacrifice his love in the name of tradition.
Ankita waited for days, months and years for Kabir. One day, she met the charming pilot, Arjun in the Kingfisher flight and he proposed to her. “What about your lover?’, Kabir asked. She told him, “I cannot wait forever for this man to decide. I don’t want to take decisions in life by closing my eyes.” They exchanged the sacred marriage vows.
Five Years later
Ankita was waiting at the school to pick up her daughter. The apple of her eyes, Diya, run towards her and pointed her tiny finger to Kabir who was walking towards them. He smiled at Ankita, “My parents died, Ankita, and I looked for you everywhere. Your friends told that you left India for Dubai. I didn’t know that you were back until I saw you in the morning, dropping the cute girl to school.” I waited here and spoke to Diya who told me you are her mother. I didn’t know you were married. You never told me and choose to cut all communications with me.”
Ankita looked straight into his eyes, “I couldn’t wait for you, forever. Your life centered around your caste obsessed parents and if you were happy that way, so be it.”
He tried to protest. Ankita said, “I told Arjun when he proposed to me, ‘He was too late‘, ” before walking away.
Kabir watched her shadow looming away from him.