part of life

           The creation of difficult conditions

                  The trouble didn't come when at the end of the day an SMS came in 'seeing a simple picture of him and his friend spending time' which he sent me.
The trouble happened when I found out --- 'The unknown girl has become your friend'. Well, is it easy to make friends in life? If someone can be a friend quickly, then why can't we forget the old dear man so quickly? 
What would have been his reaction if he had suddenly seen these on my phone? Maybe he didn't feel anything because I never made him stand in such a situation. So, he won't understand.
As the saying goes, 'The man who is breaking into the house is the first to notice'. I called him, he called me many times and told me not to come now, come later. Meanwhile, I became disoriented, my head is not right.
I reached his door. I slapped him on the cheek. The slap was to let me know in five days. He said, 'I didn't tell you because he thought about how to take it.' He was right, how do I take it. He told me that they had met by mistake. Two-day introduction. I also agree, so far everything is normal.
 This time, despite his reluctance, I checked his phone. This time the dam of my patience was broken and I could not stop myself. My heart was broken. He used to say a lot, he knows his mastery ---- Ihhhhsssss..ishhhhh....
A conversation between his and his two-day acquaintance --- give me an instant picture of you ',' I'm waiting for you '. There are many more things I can't finish. The man who taught me, meant instant photography. The man who taught me 'Instant pictures should not be asked. Yeah Al that sounds pretty crap to me, Looks like BT aint for me either. 
He said he did it under the influence of alcohol. Intoxication is a really big weird thing. I am an simple  girl, I will cry, I will shout, in stiatuation this is normal. I will express all the feelings, this is the normal thing. The amount of questions was haunting me. On the other hand, he was torturing me mentally and physically. What should I have done to use my cries, if he was forced to physically abuse me by using my screams? He used to talk about his mother's suffering. Isn't it surprising that I am also his lover? My behaviors were normal, just like humans. What would he do if he was in my place? He never thought. I never made him stand in that position. Before I do anything, I think, 'How would I feel if this happened to me?' . Maybe he thinks so. Everyone can share everything, but the man of love can share?
Five days, five years, who adjusted the rate. The rate adjusted all my feelings. We all make mistakes, we are all lost. The real man does not try in vain to make his girlfriend feel jealous, he makes other girls feel jealous with his girlfriend. The real man is the one who treats his girlfriend like his own family. 
His words were strangely terrible. In his language I am always wrong and he is right. 
He never meant ‘I made a mistake, you keep yourself calm. He didn't say anything about it, 'Everything is fine, don't worry too much, calm down. Instead, he was mentally and physically abused and told that I was wrong.
He never questioned his own words. I was like a mirror seller in a blind world, trying to admit that I was wrong.
If he had been with himself, he would have understood the pain of my condition.

"Think before you say anything".
"Smile"
"Just as your mother suffers, so do the daughters of others. Look at her as a family".  

"Being loyal is a choice"



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