Transition of Thoughts

Weaving thoughts into words

When she inflicted pain for love..

Love turned sour..

Love turned sour..


While they were far apart in terms of distance with both of them engrossed in studies on different continents separated by thousands of kilometers, their love was the one common thing which made their world go round. From WhatsApp chats to Skype calls, they always kept each other updated on their lives and everything which came with it be it happiness or despair.

This went on for a few years until he popped the question silently smiling to himself expecting her to say yes almost immediately. Both of them were now working and making their way up the career ladder slowly but surely. She was shocked and blatantly refused exclaiming that this was the time when she wanted to concentrate on her career and couldn’t think of anything else. While he was devastated, he was half expecting it considering their conversations had dramatically reduced since quite a while.

Though she did want him by her side as a friend, a confidante and more, she was averse to thinking about things like love and marriage when she had a chance to be the best she could be in her career. It was as though love was acting as an obstacle in between.

The years passed and he got married to someone else and everything seemed fine until the past caught up with them at a get-together where they met after half a decade. She now was among the corporate bigwigs in the FMCG industry. And when she saw him, she immediately remembered the times they had together. It was as though there was a void in her life. She had all the money one could imagine but no happiness.

She didn’t care about the fact that he was married and expected that money and power could buy anything even if it was an emotion as pure as love. When he didn’t budge, she knew what she had to do.

Little did he know that she had filed a sexual harassment case against him alleging that he had promised to marry her for many years but never ended up doing so. While he did win the case, the positive result took a lot out of him in terms of money, time and mental peace.

She had left him a broken man. It was though she had enjoyed inflicting pain on him for love. Quite an irony, isn’t it?

Written for Indispire Edition 122: Loving is not always an easy task. Love comes with it’s share of pain and guilt. Share a story or invent one where that pain is revealed in a form unimaginable, in a direction not-thought.

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  1. Hello there! It’s an interesting story you’ve got here. I would say, careful of “speeding” through your story. I felt there wasn’t enough development to the piece. I wanted to know more about the characters, wanted to see that they each had depth. That would have made the pain she inflicted on him actually hurt the reader. Generally, as a writer, you want your readers to experience the story with the characters, as though they themselves were part of the events happening. You have the content, but because it wasn’t developed enough, this ended up feeling a bit like watching a slideshow of “just-the-facts,” if that makes sense? Like I said, though, you do have the content, so I think with a bit of editing, this could be a really good story! 🙂

    PS Also, watch for places that need punctuation, particularly commas, so that the actual reading flows slightly better. Keep writing!!

    • aseemrastogi2

      Thanks Anna for your valuable comments. I totally understand where you are coming from when you say there wasn’t enough development of the characters and depth in the story. Shall keep this in mind for any other future stories I right. Guess, I was just trying to include too many things in one go.

      Thanks for stopping by and welcome to my blog :).

  2. Beautifully done story about love, pain and trauma. An original story woven so strongly.

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