The Morals

Shutting the door, Roma clasped me and whispered, 'Raj, use your rights to explore me for the last time, I am going to wear sanguine vermilion and sacred thread for someone, don't say no to me, please make me completely yours for the last time, I want to keep this love with me forever.'

Flabbergasted by her action, I protested silently and said, 'How can I do this Roma, I adore you, I can't take another's right, if destiny has written separation for us, we have to accept it.'

Dropping tears, Roma whispered, 'I don't want to listen to anything, please accept the love of my soul, I do promise that my body will be my husband's property, my cruel father has decided to submit me to his palace for the sake of money and the debauchee is waiting for me to play with my body.'

Wiping her tears, I forgot all the morals of life to dive into her soul like illusioned realities to pilfer all the love from her contour and like a satisfied soul, she arrayed herself again and smiled at my teary eyes to whisper adieu for the last time.

Opening the door, she left and I looked at her gait till my eyes could witness.