Door Of Love

Door Of Love

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Rainy day, colleges declared holiday because of heavy rain, thunder claps breaking the awkward silence, Roy enjoying the scene but his father witness something awkward, the roar of thunder which used to scare Roy wasn't scaring him anymore, it's when he realised what is going. He calls Roy but he didn't respond, he slowly approaches him, sits beside him and watches tears in his son's eye. With a heavy heart he asked what's wrong with you, is something bothering you, my champ, he said.


Roy, in a deep voice replied, I don't wanna talk you won't understand, you never loved me, you never loved anyone in your life.


He hugs him, listen boy, I know it's about you and that girl in your college, in the beginning nothing will line up, you have to line things up.


Roy asked, You are talking like you ever loved someone, you never did, that's why you are saying stuff like this.

Yeah I did, then how come you don't have anyone?

Listen kid, when it comes to love, you really are a kid let me tell you a little story of mine.


When I was in college, I was awkward, whomever I talked they friendzoned me, many didn't even talk to me. All of my friends were in love except me, it never bothered me, I was alone but I was happy, somewhat happy, but from my friends I learned something, love is complex, it's complicated.


So left it on God to find someone for me but it was my friend who did. Her name was Mariya, yeah crazy but it wasn't her beauty or her looks or even her body which compelled me.


It was her nature, she was the opposite of everything I stood up, except for one thing, it was her views on, her explanation of love, made me fall for her. She joined my dancing class later, coincidence? No, her friends knew, I liked her so they made her to join my dance class.


We talked for hours on love, how caring she was, how nourishing her presence was for me.She knew that I loved and she knew deep in her heart that she loves me too but she never expressed her feelings, she was a lady of brilliance, she made me a human.


I was human before that but she brought life into me.

 Changed the way I dress, the way talked, the way I sit, eat, walk everything she made me perfect but never Said that she loves me.

Well she loved me, my childish nature everything but never confessed.

 

I never confessed to her, everything was perfect, we both used to go to college together, hands into her hand, we were in separate classes but we were connected, till now I'm connected to her.

There was a little problem with us, our culture, our religion but we neglected that at the same time we respected that.


She fasted for me, I fasted for her, she prayed for me, I prayed for her and me being together forever but God, I never believed in God but she made me, I guess that's why God listened to her prayers but not mine.

 Days passed like seconds, years like minutes we were graduated now what was the first question we asked each other.

It was the question every couple asked to each other, when I said that love is complex and complicated I meant that.


She was two years younger than me from different religions, it was her last year of B.Sc. but I completed mine engineering, my parents told me to move back to their city and find a job that was doable but then they added, we have found a girl for you as soon as you gets a job we will fix the marriage, in my mind I screamed at them, I love someone else and I'm not coming back to get married to someone whom I don't know, but my mouth said, ok as your wish.


I ran back to her apartment crying, knocked on her so hard that neighbours came out too.

She opened the door, watched tears in my eyes, I was unable to speak but she took me in, she never watched me cry before.

So she knew what must have happened,

She said don't talk, I know, I know, I knew it from the beginning, you knew it too then why cry know, will it make the situation any Good no, it will make it worse.


I gathered all of my courage and said being with you is the only thing that is good for me.

Tell me what should I do to be with you, abandon everything done, stand up against the world, I already did it, I did it on the very day I saw you, pray to God, each and every prayer was for you and me together.but I can't see you and me together.


You know we are meant to be together then tell me why is this happening to us, I will call my parents and say to them that I already love some.

She hugged me and said l, listen to me kid,  

Even if you told them they won't accept me, even if they did my parents won't accept you, even if they did this society won't accept us understand that.

We are like flowers of spring, beautiful but short-lived.


No we are not, I said out loud, it was raining outside, heavy rain and thunderclaps, the roar of thunder which used to scare me, that day it didn't. She made me her special tea, while I was drinking that tea, I re-lived every moment we spent together and realised fighting with the whole World for her is worth it, it's damn worth.


For a brief second rain stopped, she went outside to buy Elaichi for briyani as soon as she left the door I called my parents told them I'm not coming back home, I want to stay here with someone I truly love, they reply was relaxing, they said it was ok, we are happy that you have found someone whom you truly love when can we meet her ? But then I hang up the call, from the door she listened to my conversation with my parents and I she was terrified, she was in shock for two minutes she stands still like a dean man and i watched her, the silence was deadly, it was raining again outside even the loudest thunder noise wasn't able to break the silence, after 2 minutes she said, I can't believe you did this and left the building, from the window I watched her walking across the street in heavy rain taking a cab do go.


For half an hour I didn't move, everything was destroyed, like a computer I was thinking of every consequence and there was an outcome in every move I was thinking to make from that point and in every outcome she wasn't with me.


I called her friends about her but she wasn't with anyone of them, so I called her, she hadn't picked up the call so left a voicemail saying, when I said to you that I can do anything to be with you, I meant it and I came up with some crazy ideas for us to be together

Idea number one is the classic idea, let's just run away.


Idea number two I convert my religion for you, to be with you, I know it sounds crazy but for you anything.

I left the apartment as soon as the rain stopped and the next day early in the morning I went to her place and knocked on her door for like an hour but she didn't open.


Then her neighbour came out and said last night, her parents came and took her.

Then I realised how complicated love really is, I called her friends but none of them had any clue but I had one, the old masjid, if she is still in the city she has to be there so I ran and she was there but not alone with her parents.


Her father was taller than me, he came towards me and said her aunt listened to your voicemail and sent it to me, she was mad over her and you but when I listened to your voice I listened to your love, your passion.

But do you kids understand what love is about,

It's something, you wishes to happen with you, and one day when it's on your door, you suddenly realises something, it's nothing like you dreamed of, no chirping of birds, no beautiful sunset, no romantic song. Suddenly, you realise that everything, everything, you ever heard off is a lie. In reality all you can see is problems, pressure, your future, all you can see is a messed up situation, bad things that can happen to you if you opens the door and let it come in, some people never open that door, some hides behind it but few people take a leap of faith and let the love come in.


Why? Because they not only love their partner, they trust in them more than themselves, that's what love is all about.

Struggling against everything, standing up against the odds just to be with someone, just see someone.

Those people who didn't open up the door, they never really were in love, because if they were they would have opened up the door to be with someone they love.


So tell me Mr, will you open up the door for her?

And I said yes.


Here you are, a symbol of my love.


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