The Invitation

Hi Frenz...

As I mentioned, I am fond of writing articles whenever in have time..in fact a quite a few of them got published in renowned dailys....well the one below is very close 2 my heart...naah it isn't my story, but whenever i read it it succeeds in extracting a few drops of H2O out of my eyes. I hope u'll appreciate it too when u read it....here it goes...

THE INVITATION

"Why should this ever happen to me......why?” he gasped. He wished he was brought up in a different city or had studied in a different college or at least a different section or stream.” If only I had.....” he sighed. But then whatever has to happen, does happen, it’s inevitable.

He restlessly moved from one corner of the apartment to the other, occasionally glancing at the invitation card lying on the center table. Though she had invited him, yet he had sensed her reluctance in doing so. He knew that she was requesting for his absence on the day and right now he was obliging what she had left unexpressed.

"Why did I ever love her?” he asked himself. "Love has no reasons, if at all it has any, it is not true love...” he had read somewhere. But nothing was able to pacify the storm raging in his mind. Over the years he had worked hard to prove himself worthy of her hand and was succeeding in his efforts. His love for her had positively transformed him. He found himself as a better person each passing day, after all isn't each man his own best judge? Still she had remained adamant on being averse to any relationship with him and today she was getting married. He looked at his watch, only few minutes were remaining for the couple to take vows.

"Who is to be blamed if the destination fails to acknowledge the success of a traveler who has completed his journey?” he pondered. "Not the traveler of course.” he thought. He had been sincere in his feelings towards her. Just because she rejected them didn't make him a loser. He still found himself in love with her. He still felt that his happiness lied in her happiness.

Lying back on an easy chair, with moist eyes, he visualized the marriage of his lady love and with a faint smile on his lips, he silently prayed for the couple's lasting happiness. Hasn’t someone rightly said, “That love remains longest which is unreturned". He was at peace with himself.

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