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My Love Story - Part 4 The Aftermath
Hello everyone !!!! Firstly those who are new here kindly read my previous story so that you can have some interest and idea in reading this.
As the title says its the aftermath of my love story. Like what are all the challenges faced by me after having a love failure.
After love failure like other young boys i too was shattered and was crying in memory of her. Because its natural to cry on something we love and we dint get it.
It was on like September 2018 she completed blocked my all contact points. I had no access to talk with her.
Not speaking her was like slow poison to me. It was literally killing me daily. I was behaving like some drug addict. Because i was addicted speaking to her on mobile for more than 6-8 hours daily and night full of text msgs. I was out of control.
From there my bad time started. I lost my career like i lost my focus of becoming a CA (chartered accountant) I dont blame her for this. I was studying college 2nd year. I lost focus on college studies as well my grades went down. Stopped talking with family and friends. And i was very much introvert that no one around me had any clue of my love story or breakup.
I thought of drinking, smoking and drug like this. But thank god i dint involve in any of these as i dint liked it from begining. Days went on i was still broken and was being sad all the time thinking of her. It was like on Jan 2019 i joined a part time job to deviate from her memories and as well to financially support my family. I was a middle class person BTW.
My college time was 9am to 1pm and job was 2pm to 10pm. I was really tight. Days would paas by. I was getting paid 7000INR monthly from the job. It was good for a student. I never took even 10rs from my salary. I could earn and all give it in my mothers hand. I never spent on myself. I was really a Kanjoos( a person who never spends money).
I was slowly recovering from the trauma. I was like forgetting her. Then suddenly one day i saw her in a bus stand. I was shocked i donno what to do whether to be happy or to be sad. I was cursing my fate why the hell am i seeing her. Then i wanted to have close look of her but till then she took and bus and went off. I came back to my home with tears in my eyes. Again took her photo started recollecting old memories.
Some days went on and i was like still stuck and then a problem in my family comes. My father loses his job and all the responsibility falls on my shoulders. As a elder son of the home i should be in charge. I was already mentally disturbed. Running between college office and doing overtime in office. Now my office time was 2pm to night 1am. I was exhausted my mental ans physical health was completely off.
One day i was in office it was a courier company. To my shock she came to send a courier. I was like God are you kidding with me. She came near my counter with a small baby in her hands. baby around 6-8 months. She was pretending like she dont know me. Firstly i too dint cared but when i came to know that she is married and was having a kid. That totally broke me into pieces. I was collecting her parcel and tears were forming in my eyes. As soon as she went i went to restroom and cried without noise.
Went to home broken crying. Dint had dinner just slept. Family financial problem was on verge. Father was trying for a new job and was getting debt to run the family. Expenses was more than Income. I dint eat breakfast and dinner for around 18 days so my younger brother could eat. I was living on dinner that too provided by my colleagues in my office.
I was so depressed that i wanted to commit suicide. I was really tired mentally physically emotionally. I donno what to do who will help. I was blindled...all i was seeing was suffering. I just took a knife and tried to cut my wrist 40+ times to my luck the knife was bad that i dint had any damage to my wrist only one cut was severe that it made me faint. I donno what happened after that when i woke up i found myself in a hospital. And i was told i was saved by my father.
After that i had taken promise from my mother not to do such stupid things. Suicide is not a solution. So this is it guys. This is what happened after my love failure.
I m thinking of writing Part -5 after this titled My Love Story Part - 5 A New Begining. If you guys want it please do let me know in comment. I ll wait a month to revisit all the good memories and write it.
© Mir Ali
As the title says its the aftermath of my love story. Like what are all the challenges faced by me after having a love failure.
After love failure like other young boys i too was shattered and was crying in memory of her. Because its natural to cry on something we love and we dint get it.
It was on like September 2018 she completed blocked my all contact points. I had no access to talk with her.
Not speaking her was like slow poison to me. It was literally killing me daily. I was behaving like some drug addict. Because i was addicted speaking to her on mobile for more than 6-8 hours daily and night full of text msgs. I was out of control.
From there my bad time started. I lost my career like i lost my focus of becoming a CA (chartered accountant) I dont blame her for this. I was studying college 2nd year. I lost focus on college studies as well my grades went down. Stopped talking with family and friends. And i was very much introvert that no one around me had any clue of my love story or breakup.
I thought of drinking, smoking and drug like this. But thank god i dint involve in any of these as i dint liked it from begining. Days went on i was still broken and was being sad all the time thinking of her. It was like on Jan 2019 i joined a part time job to deviate from her memories and as well to financially support my family. I was a middle class person BTW.
My college time was 9am to 1pm and job was 2pm to 10pm. I was really tight. Days would paas by. I was getting paid 7000INR monthly from the job. It was good for a student. I never took even 10rs from my salary. I could earn and all give it in my mothers hand. I never spent on myself. I was really a Kanjoos( a person who never spends money).
I was slowly recovering from the trauma. I was like forgetting her. Then suddenly one day i saw her in a bus stand. I was shocked i donno what to do whether to be happy or to be sad. I was cursing my fate why the hell am i seeing her. Then i wanted to have close look of her but till then she took and bus and went off. I came back to my home with tears in my eyes. Again took her photo started recollecting old memories.
Some days went on and i was like still stuck and then a problem in my family comes. My father loses his job and all the responsibility falls on my shoulders. As a elder son of the home i should be in charge. I was already mentally disturbed. Running between college office and doing overtime in office. Now my office time was 2pm to night 1am. I was exhausted my mental ans physical health was completely off.
One day i was in office it was a courier company. To my shock she came to send a courier. I was like God are you kidding with me. She came near my counter with a small baby in her hands. baby around 6-8 months. She was pretending like she dont know me. Firstly i too dint cared but when i came to know that she is married and was having a kid. That totally broke me into pieces. I was collecting her parcel and tears were forming in my eyes. As soon as she went i went to restroom and cried without noise.
Went to home broken crying. Dint had dinner just slept. Family financial problem was on verge. Father was trying for a new job and was getting debt to run the family. Expenses was more than Income. I dint eat breakfast and dinner for around 18 days so my younger brother could eat. I was living on dinner that too provided by my colleagues in my office.
I was so depressed that i wanted to commit suicide. I was really tired mentally physically emotionally. I donno what to do who will help. I was blindled...all i was seeing was suffering. I just took a knife and tried to cut my wrist 40+ times to my luck the knife was bad that i dint had any damage to my wrist only one cut was severe that it made me faint. I donno what happened after that when i woke up i found myself in a hospital. And i was told i was saved by my father.
After that i had taken promise from my mother not to do such stupid things. Suicide is not a solution. So this is it guys. This is what happened after my love failure.
I m thinking of writing Part -5 after this titled My Love Story Part - 5 A New Begining. If you guys want it please do let me know in comment. I ll wait a month to revisit all the good memories and write it.
© Mir Ali
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