Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Paying the price

You miss me, 
That’s what you say;
You miss me, 
You cry every day.

I am missable,
 Just like old wine,
I am better off,
That's what everyone opine.

If I was good,
If I was so nice;
Why did he leave?
Why am I the one paying the price?

Thursday, November 27, 2014

I am my Happy ending

Last few months had been a little difficult for me, both emotionally and physically. I pity my poor who husband had been at a receiving end...silently bearing my mood swings. But yesterday I met a woman a little older than me and she was quite an eye opener.


Like always I reached hospital sharp 10 in the morning (my father-in-law had been in and out of ICU since last 5 months). I proceeded towards the waiting area and to my dismay there were no bunk bed/seat available. As I looked around, a lady- short and stout, dressed impeccably- signalled me to sit beside her. Gratefully, I went and sat and we started talking.

One thing led to another; soon we reached the topic of marriage. Well it turned out that the lady was a divorcee. The couple were together for almost 4 years, separated for more than 14 years and last year they decided to file for a divorce. Not even once throughout our conversation did she criticise her husband, spoke ill about him or his family. Well my instincts tell me that something terrible must have happened that she had to pack her bags, return to her parents’ house along with her 1 month old baby but I decided not to dig deeper.

Well few years later she got a job in US, she shifted there and is now doing very well. She hasn't taken a single paisa from her husband and she is one proud mother. Well like any female, I kind of felt sad for her. It must be so lonely. I cannot imagine my life without my husband and there she was all alone, raising her child.

Maybe she sensed how I felt and I am not surprised, I am pretty easy to read. She said that there was no need to feel sorry for her; she had never been this happy and free. "I am my Happy Ending “she said. I just smiled pretending to understand.


"I am my Happy Ending" I heard this line almost 29 hours ago and it still haunts me. How can one be alone and still not lonely? How can person be happy in his/her own company? It's against human nature. But then when I thought a little deeper, I realized that it's not necessary to have a guy or girl to have a happy ending. Maybe it's us on our own, happy and totally in love with ourselves and who we are that is happy ending.

Most people marry because they fear that in the end they might land up alone. Truth be told I have met a lot of happy singles and may be even more lonely married people.