Tale of a mistress 

They say that she breaks a marriage.. They curse her for going against the society norms,but no one has ever thought about the pain that she goes through. Being labelled as a mistress or “the other woman” is not easy to live with. The way the society looks at her does makes her life miserable. Even she wishes to live a respectful life. 

Every girl dreams of a perfect life and a life partner. But,falling in love with someone is never there in your hand. Maybe she had fallen for him before he got married or maybe after that. Maybe she tried to hold herself back several times,but couldn’t stay away from his charm and the way he is. Maybe they complemented each other the best. Maybe she tried running away from the situation but couldn’t think of living without him. Maybe she tried every possibility and failed miserably.

Being in love with someone with whom you don’t have a future is not easy. Being called as a mistress and not misess is a huge struggle from within. Waking up at the middle of night and finding herself alone,not able to snuggle under his arms,unable to call him up and tell how much she misses her,she curls under the blanket,as her eyes speak of her sorrow to her pillow.  She doesn’t has the luxury of being in his arms every night.Weekends being happy-time for everyone dooms her happiness because she knows its family time for him. He would keep her aside-would hardly talk or meet. Monday-marking the beginning of week,when everyone hates to go to office,is a happy day for her.. he can lie and come to meet with her. The happiness of meeting up everyday and talking all day long comes to an halt as soon as he reaches home,leaving her all one.. yet she smiles and wishes him goodnight even though the fear of losing him haunts her from within-what if he never calls me again? The moment he hugs and makes love to her,there is no feeling better than it. She badly wishes to be loved and not to share her love with someone else,yet she cannot speak of it because she doesn’t has that right. He gets calls from his wife when they are on bed together..she turns her face so as to make him feel less uncomfortable,yet weeping from within.

She loses a part of herself and her respect everyday,yet she chooses to love him fiercely,fighting against the world and society,she decides to be tagged as “the other woman” and to remain as his dark secret because the way he has loved him,no one else will. She even wishes to be “the only one” in his life but has learnt to compromise.She shall merrily break a part of hers everyday to be his strength. A marriage certificate cannot quote the amount of love that they have for each other. For the lost identity that she has earned by loving him,his love answers it all. She is there by her choice,even without any strings attached because she is madly in love with him. She shall forever be his mistress wishing to be the misess in some parallel world someday.


An unbroken promise

One day he decided to leave.. touching her soul,conquering her soul.. he left. She spent rest of her life in scepticism..”How can I allow someone else to scar the beautiful marks of love given by him? I can still feel his touch,his smell still lingers in my hair..How can I break the promise that I had given him,every single time that he had asked if I will be his forever..with a smile on my face and confidence in my eyes,I always said a yes. I still am and shall forever be his”.

If only…

        As the night rose with pride,I pulled my curtains aside…                                                     Chills ran down my spine and with a glass of wine,                                                              Lost in my own maze,I sat to ponder over my labyrinth…                                                        If only I could hold you back a little longer… hug you a little tighter…                                    If only there wouldn’t have been the sunset, to send you back to your nest…                         If only I could watch you sleep by my side, even the angels would have arride…               If only I could have you in my life forever,didn’t have to let you go ever…                          If only dreams could come true,with every shooting star I would wish for you…              If only there wouldn’t have been so much of sighs,life would have soared highs…

                           If only…