For the infidels it rained that night

"It is a pleasure to love you, to know you." she said as she wiped the tears that rolled out of her eyes and touched her swollen lips.
"It will hurt a little but then it will be over." said the boy to his girlfriend in the flat next to hers.
"I have forsaken my identity for you and will again forge a new identity if you want."She said looking at him, her lips throbbing with pain all the while.
"Isn't it wrong? You are engaged?" said the girlfriend next door, sitting back on the bed where her boyfriend had laid her.
"Then why doesn't it feel wrong?" answered the boyfriend with a smile laying her back.
"If it is wrong to you then I am saying sorry but I will never be sorry for it." she said as something hurt her dignity along with her swollen lips and aching body.
"No, I do not feel it is wrong but then....will you stay? No, you won't." the girlfriend said pausing the boyfriend who was about to kiss.

"WHY DID YOU DO THIS? JUST TO AVENGE YOURSELF?" her husband shouted and shivered, controlling the urge to hit her...again.

"No, just to prove that lying hurts." she said calmly and her husband hit her again making her bleed from her lips. Her lips that he loved so much.
"You won't stay but my essence will linger and you will be a half lover to any woman hence forward." the girlfriend said as a matter of fact.

"Let it be...I want to be an infidel with you and for you." said the boyfriend caressing her hair.

"YOU BETRAYED MY TRUST! YOU ARE AN INFIDEL!" said her husband throwing her on the bed and again hitting her.

"I had always told you. You are marrying an infidel. Your lie just broke open the infidel in me." she said with a serene smile.

"Say you don't love...." he said now sobbing

"I have always loved you..." she said hitting him hard as he fell on the ground. writhing in pain.

She drew close and grabbed his hair with one hand and throttled his throat with another hand and kissed him lightly on his forehead

"This is what you have made of our relation. Love and hate hand in hand. Guess we both are infidels." she said smiling placing her body near to his.
"I just want to be close to you. I know this night won't come. For me Love and incompleteness will go hand in hand." said the boyfriend lying beside his girlfriend.

"If only you knew I can never be in love.....I am the incompleteness in you, I am your infidelity." she said drawing her body close to her boyfriend.


The Husband and wife lied side by side calmly sharing a bond of Love and Hate.

The Boyfriend and Girlfriend Lied side by side sharing a bond of Love and Incompleteness.

The four living next to each other separated by a thin urban residence wall, all of them getting adulterated love.

The held each other tight and cried and smiled peacefully........and It Rained That Night.

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Ritika T said…
Beautiful lines Datta ! I am so glad I found your blog.. keep up the work :)
Datta Ghosh said…
Thanks Ritika, :)
Indrani said…
I guess this always happening.
Well penned. :)
Datta Ghosh said…
Thanks Indrani :)
Ravish Mani said…
Datta, build up is nice. But, I couldn't get the concept of adulterated love.
Datta Ghosh said…
Thanks Ravish, these are two stories running parallel, one shows the emotions of Love and Hate (husband and wife) as the one driving the relation. Another shows Love and Incompleteness (Boyfriend and Girlfriend) as the driving force in a relation. Pure love in both the cases don't exist. In both the cases love is adulterated by hate or incompleteness.
What a build did feel like split personality or something of that sort at first.......
Kokila Gupta said…
All four are getting adulterated love.... that's correct. But the girlfriend-boyfriend pair can help their situation I guess.... fill the incompleteness ... Thought provoking piece :)
Kokila Gupta said…
PS... On a lighter note,we are wandering in the same ranges of Blue mountains :p ( the background) Glad to be with you :)
Ravish Mani said…
I mean, Datta, how you gonna define pure love? Love & hate are like two sides of a same coin. No human love can be complete. In order to complete, love has to transform into prayer. I believe in accepting love in its totality.
Anita said…
Two stories moving together.
Nicely penned, Datta.
pkdeka said…
once again a master piece ... reality in its cruel form .. and the best way put forward...
Really shakes some thought process ..
Wow Datta. Such an amazing
Datta Ghosh said…
excellent observation Ravish. Pure Love is an utopian concept where you feel only love and compassion. We are taught to expect that but in life, love for a person exists with various other emotions.Love and Hate are supposed opposites two sides of the coin are never supposed to meet but they meet afterall
Datta Ghosh said…
Thanks Vidhya, Split Personality is an intriguing conept thanks for planting it in my head!!
Datta Ghosh said…
Thanks Kokila, Yes the girlfriend-boyfriend can help themselves but they are in to this incompleteness so much that being complete is what they fear.
Datta Ghosh said…
Yes so was my observation, Its great connecting with you. :)
Datta Ghosh said…
Thanks Anita, just loved your fairy tale!
Datta Ghosh said…
Thanks dear, So, good to hear from you after a long time, thanks for the wonderful comment.
Datta Ghosh said…
Thanks dear for such a wonderful feedback
magiceye said…
That was a violent tale well woven!
Nabanita said…
Violent tale of love and possessiveness I guess..Brilliantly done I must say...Intense too

Random Thoughts Naba - It's her decision!...
Datta Ghosh said…
Thanks dear, Its filled with dark passions I will say :)
Datta Ghosh said…
Thanks Nabanita, Its a tale of people who just cannot be fidel.
Kokila Gupta said…
kudos to you Datta for making it cruelly honest...
Amrit Sinha said…
Loved how the two stories run side by side ... brilliantly conceived.

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