The deceived love: My entry for the Get Published contest

The eyes analyse all that they perceive and derive their own conclusions lest they be deceived; but often they end up analysing the right things in the wrong way. The heart loves all those who deserve to be loved; but often to an extent where love itself becomes a curse consuming either the one who had loved or the one who has been loved. Life is strange and things happen the unexpected way, especially in love, but everything ends well; not necessarily by the union of the lovers.

This is a story where I was the initiator, the propagator and the terminator. My life was unusual. All through childhood, I talked with myself, played games that required not more than a single player and built a future in my dreams that comprised of none but me. I didn’t want the world to deceive me when my faith in the people around reached heights. Several incidents in my childhood shaped the way I thought- unusual and peculiar.

There were days when I stood by the window, looking at the rain drops that trickled down and freezing the moment, lest those happy moments be lost with the passage of time- moments when the rain drops mingled with one another, powered by unconditional love.

But things had changed when those two people made my lonely life colourful. It wasn’t an overnight change but a gradual one. Life found a new meaning for itself. Life was better and infact the best of all times. The parting too was fine; when we had to go along different at at the end of our studies.

But years later, I realised that not all was fine. My eyes had deceived me. My heart, while enjoying the love of two people split them apart. Ravi loved Radha but he thought that I was in love with her. Radha too loved Ravi but feared my intervention, rightfully justified by certain events in the past. The cost of the friendship between the three of us was the love between Ravi and Radha.

The story deals with the background of my life, the friendship between the three of us, the circumstances leading to the sacrifice of love and the solution (a great deal of twists and turns)- with the marriage of Ravi and Radhika not being one for they were already engaged separately with the ones they loved a second time!

This is my entry for the HarperCollins–IndiBlogger Get Published contest, which is run with inputs from Yashodhara Lal and HarperCollins India.

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