They Met. He pursued. He insisted. Claimed love, attraction and what not. She fell- head over heels.

A year later, he yells at her -” You have ruined my life! Do not call me ever again”

All she did for that one year was love him- irrespective of the fact that he had a wife back home and she was one to another man. She was called names by the society, she suffered at every end. He had made promises of a future together.

One stroke of bad luck and he blamed her for all. He left her.

He left her and took a piece of her with himself, not knowing that what he had done was worse than murder. She could not even cry because to the world- her love was a sin. It was impure and selfish. She burns alive and fakes to the world that she is ok. She is not ok. She is rotting from within – out of loneliness, slef doubt, insecurity and guilt.

She thinks of herself as a bad person, as someone who does not deserve to live; someone who does not deserve an easy death either.

You know what the worst part is? She still believes in him, still waits for him. She is a fool insanely in love. They say she is incurable.

By Surabhi Pandey

Surabhi Pandey, a former Delhi Doordarshan presenter, is a journalist currently based in Singapore. She is the author of ‘Nascent Wings’ and ‘Saturated Agitation’ and has contributed to over 15 anthologies in English and Hindi in India and Singapore. She writes on topics related to lifestyle and travel and is an active reporter on the tech startup ecosystem in Southeast Asia. She is the editor and founder of The Vent Machine.

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