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THE MARRIAGE RING
"Experience is a hard teacher it gives the lesson first post which you can share it, learn from it or forget it", said Rajat. The pelting of rain drops against the frosted glass pane and the sound of wind gave an eerie feel. Lina knew her uncle very well and for that reason she was here . He was a fabulous story teller and the way in which he expressed himself gave a chill down the spine.
" Often in a fit of anger we ditch our loved ones.. blame them for the things which they could not do for us", said uncle in a ready to start tone. They both were so excited especially when dad was not around. He loved his two niece more than his life and often told them stories may / may not true ( after all a little bit of spice is always needed in life).
" That was a stormy night like this one", started uncle as the two little girls sat upright with poped out eyes fixed on him. " I had just finished with my work and returned home when the door bell rang. "Hello Rajat", said the voice as I opened the door. I was a bit startled by him since it was heavily raining outside and nobody seemed to be on the road.
As he came closer I recognized his face. He was my friend , "Oh my God! Aarav! How did you happen to come now. You must be fully drenched", I told him to take off his raincoat and took him to the sofa room . He told me he was coming back from work and it was raining heavy so thought of taking shelter for the night with me.
" We started talking about our lives and the different current topics in our country and other things. As we kept talking I looked at his appearence. He was wearing a half sleeve shirt which seemed to be so faded and his thin framework beneath looked so frail. His face seemed pale.
When life takes wrong turn then people have to go through a lot. When I asked him what he was doing at that time he told me that a few weeks back he has lost his job. His wife and children were dependent on him for...
" Often in a fit of anger we ditch our loved ones.. blame them for the things which they could not do for us", said uncle in a ready to start tone. They both were so excited especially when dad was not around. He loved his two niece more than his life and often told them stories may / may not true ( after all a little bit of spice is always needed in life).
" That was a stormy night like this one", started uncle as the two little girls sat upright with poped out eyes fixed on him. " I had just finished with my work and returned home when the door bell rang. "Hello Rajat", said the voice as I opened the door. I was a bit startled by him since it was heavily raining outside and nobody seemed to be on the road.
As he came closer I recognized his face. He was my friend , "Oh my God! Aarav! How did you happen to come now. You must be fully drenched", I told him to take off his raincoat and took him to the sofa room . He told me he was coming back from work and it was raining heavy so thought of taking shelter for the night with me.
" We started talking about our lives and the different current topics in our country and other things. As we kept talking I looked at his appearence. He was wearing a half sleeve shirt which seemed to be so faded and his thin framework beneath looked so frail. His face seemed pale.
When life takes wrong turn then people have to go through a lot. When I asked him what he was doing at that time he told me that a few weeks back he has lost his job. His wife and children were dependent on him for...
