It was the spring of 1992. The air was light and fluffy with smell of fresh blooming flowers and sun kissed warmth to start a brand new day. As he is getting ready for his college, the song by Phill Collins emotes through the stereo system:

♫♫♫ ~~~~~ You’re the only one who really knew me at all, So take a look at me now~~~~~~ ♫♫♫

While he is crooning and whistling along the tune, his heart raptures into this sweet pain and mind cruises to that tender reflection of hers. She is all that he could have dreamt of and asked for . The lovely, gorgeous angelic face, those magical engaging eyes, a dazzling killer smile to die for. Her infectious nonchalant laughter almost always fills his desire with new set of hope. The brown wavy hair which flows like a gentle meandering stream, and a sublime, alluring presence that captures his reckless heart and subdues his wandering mind that nothing in this world could have dared to.

“She is nothing less than a benediction
to his otherwise uninteresting recluse life.
She is the love what he longed for
every moment of the day and every single night.”

He knows her inside and out. She did share her treasured dreams, her toughest trials, the unseen prayers and even her innermost fears to him. She would call him and tell him how much she miss him if they don’t see each other for a day or two. They are inseparable. And the musing comes to an end as the phone rings and on the other side it’s no one other than his lady divine, which he no longer wants to be away from for even fraction of a second.

The eyes met but they have to wait as the lecture session continues. How much he looks forward to these few hours which fills for him, his Entire zest for the day! As the class gets over, she rushes towards him with that endearing smile on her face and clasps his hands tightly and securely as if he is the safest harbour. The craving look in her eyes to be with him and spend some sweet moment of nothingness is intense. The feelings could not be better as being mutual. They make their way through the crowd to find some resort to hang around to a place, little roomy and uncrowded, where they can talk and laugh and share their heart out in those counted times of togetherness.

As they pass through the archways and pathways, they find themselve in the lap of nature in the campus botanical garden, a place secluded and calm; like two lovebirds lost in the idyllic serene. He is so much over the moon and as happy as a sandboy. She looks pleased but then the eyes says it all.What’s with her eyes today! It has that eerie feeling with a vague, distant gaze, something which he never witnessed before.

When enquired, she unfolds that she is hitched to a guy through her parent and maybe these are her last few days in the college. As an hour pass by and the time for the next discourse, she gives him a warm caress…before leaving him alone there, just like that; dazed, dismayed and blown away…..

How could she?
How dare could she?
Is she that ruthless?
Is she that remorseless?
Is she that a gold digger?
Does love is just a plaything for her?
Does that love even matter to her?
Does that love exist at all?
Is she that Heartless?

As he stands there aghast and heartbroken….she walks away like a heartless.
But then how could she be heartless!
When in the whole world, he never did confessed verbally or uttered his insanely impeccable love to her.
And the words from the leftover song from morning reverberates all through his numb mind as if insulating him from his entire surrounding…..

♫♫♫ ~~~~~ How can I just let you walk away,
Just let you leave without a trace?
When I stand here taking every breath with you, ooh ooh
You’re the only one who really knew me at all

How can you just walk away from me
When all I can do is watch you leave?
‘Cause we’ve shared the laughter and the pain
And even shared the tears
You’re the only one who really knew me at all ~~~~~♫♫♫

So take a look at me now
Well there’s just an empty space
And there’s nothing left here to remind me
Just the memory of your face
Ooh, Take a look at me now
Well there’s just an empty space ~~~~~♫♫♫

41 thoughts on “Heartless

  1. that is a lot of emotions .. how can someone be heartless heartless .. sad toooo ..
    but then life is such teaches us a lot

    and heartbroken …
    I do wish and hope no one has to go through this ever and everyone gets they better half always


  2. Wow…what a great piece of writing! Very powerful. I wonder for women and men in your culture if it doesn’t become necessary to grab these times of love and joy of your own choosing. And just don’t want to face the other reality until they have no choice. So, they don’t tell the other person about their “engagement”. So many of the relationships in India are planned not around feeling and emotion but other reasons that don’t make for emotionally connected relationships. At times. I am sure there are people that work through the difficulties and have great relationships too.


    • Thank you for the appreciation Pavanneh….you are little misunderstood here….there’s a tremendous cultural shift in some layers of society though…and love and emotions has always been that special part of our culture..essential thread fabricated through our life and well depicted in many a work of arts…Many youngsters are choosing their partner for life on the basis of love and emotional fulfilment only…though we do respect parental consent….Case in point is me as me and JB had what we call ‘love marriage’ though fortunate in terms of getting blessings from our family

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      • I hope I don’t offend. Thank you for your great comments and discussion. It is a learning experience and I truly appreciate the exposure to different ideas and culture. Thanks again.


        • Not an issue as I am aware you were not offensive in this ….you just shared your perception and I felt the desire to clear certain ideas which you might not be aware about my culture….I like your propensity towards gaining knowledge about various culture…there are certain social malaise which we feel sad about but then when it comes to pure rich human emotions and values…we all are somewhere little alike…I wanted to keep this post little light and fluffy though….. dwelling into romance genre…

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  3. wow ,this an extremely emotive and fantastically well written piece. The impact of arranged marriages is something that is so often overlooked by all the anger directed towards them but we should never forget the impact on the people themselves.


  4. Very nice one Chaitali. I love the use of poetry along with the story. The effect is literally doubled and I can see that there is a lot of effort that has gone into making this post.. Kudos :).. its a real delight reading this 🙂

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  5. Thank you so much for your kind visit to my blog and following it!
    Your “Heartless” a well written story where we just can feel the love, pain and emotions!!


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