MY CRY BABY - Part 3

Part three

It was around my final year I guess, her marriage was fixed. And it was a huge shock to me.

She didn’t talk to me for two whole months for not attending to her engagement.

How could I?

How could I explain to her that she would miss her freedom?

How could I explain to her that she would miss the joy and hardship of job hunting?

How could I explain to her that she would miss the satisfaction of taking her first salary?

How could I explain to her that she would miss the professional success that could follow?

How could I explain her about the dowry they were giving to the groom’s family wasn’t correct? (Thank God her parents belong to upper middle class)

How could I explain her about the consequences that could follow if something went wrong with her marriage if she isn’t financially independent?

How could I explain her if her husband or in laws were not protective of her? (Even now I cannot think of domestic violence and all)

How could I explain to her?

I really don’t know.

The day of her marriage came. It was easy for me to attend her marriage as I stayed in hostel (I had to attend her marriage otherwise I wouldn’t have been alive to tell our story.. lol). I made up something at my home and reluctantly went to attend her marriage.

The marriage venue was a temple, strangely. It was a South Indian wedding which was foreign to me. After walking through the entrance, there was a big temple on one side and a big hall where the seating arrangement for the guests was done, on the other. I could see all ages of unknown faces and tried staying at a corner. I caught a few giggling kids and asked them about her. They told that the marriage has just begun and bride was performing gauri puja. I was relieved that I wasn’t late and thanked them. I took a seat and started observing the surroundings. The temple atmosphere and the music was soothing.

Her father spotted me long after, as he came to greet a few guests outside the venue. I can’t describe the warmth with which her father received me. Holding my hand, scolding me for not coming to the engagement along with greeting a few guests, he took me a very happy bride’s mother. No introductions were needed of course, but he said, dekh toh! tera beta aaya hai. Those moments were one of the best moments of my life.

She made me sit comfortably on the steps of the temple, wiped the sweat from my forehead with her saree’s pallu and said something in her mother tongue which I didn’t understand. She hit her forehead lightly and told her to stay there, I immediately asked her if I could help her with something. She smiled, kissed my forehead and went away. Gazing here and thought when will I be able to see my sister. Seconds later, aunty brought two young lads and instructed them to be with me [I guess]. They started showing me random people and how they were related to my sister. I was having a great time with the young generation when one of them pointed at the entrance of the temple.

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MY CRY BABY - Part 2

Part two

Thanks to my engineering college that I had the best years of my life. Starting a new life in college can seem a bit strange at first due to the new found freedom especially to the hostellers. Managing money, getting along with strangers and what not. As that was the first time we shared space with non-family members, it was kind of hellish. Sometimes study time was compromised but we all used to have a gala time.

The first taste of egg and meat (I was a strict vegetarian), cigarette and booze went uneventfully as she turned grumpy and didn’t talk to me for I don’t know how many days. Come on, this is very common in guys hostel.

The best part of college life happened on weekends and we never used to miss them. College life can be sometimes so exciting that mostly I forgot to sleep well and to take care of
myself. And here comes my cry baby with all the lecture about being healthy and safe.

Even though we were in different states, we were in constant touch with each other. All thanks to the web world. The best part was when she used to encourage me to think out of the box, from a completely different perspective. Due to the difference of opinions we used to fight a lot, literally. But in the end, everything was sorted and as good as new.

One day all of a sudden she asked me to be her brother (Oh before your thoughts wander let me tell you that I am younger to her by 4years), it strangely felt good to be considered as a part of her family. We were devoid of sibling love and she was all I could wish for. That thought never crossed my mind till she asked, I considered her my best friend forever. She is the person whom I can look up to whenever something bothered me. Even though she didn’t solve my problems, she used to listen to me without being judgemental and cleverly, she would divert the topic and talk about all random stuff, lifting up my mood.

Having a sister is like having a best friend you can't get rid of. You know whatever you do, she'll still be there. It's reverse in my case though.But I know I can always count on her no matter what. I couldn't guess when I became immensely protective of her. I really hope to have a very long lasting relationship with her.

Thanks to the messaging applications and web world that we texted each other till early in the morning.

Thanks to her parents for allowing her to do so (sadly, she was a day scholar student and her mother knew about her only son, me :p)

Thanks to the crisis of her family (I know I shouldn’t say it as a good thing) which led to more ease of communication between us on sensitive issues. Having said that, it made her gloomy for a long period of time. She used to wake up at early mornings due to nightmares.

Time flew by and gradually the divulgence reduced. For me, it was my studies, performance and thinking about post graduation/placements. Her medical postings went quite stressful with all the patients and their related work, but eventually it finished relieved her immensely. Her convocation was a huge affair. Life then, took a huge turn.

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So, liking it so far, please do tell me in your reviews. And I would like to thank all my readers for taking their time and leaving a comment/reaction. I apologize for my grammatical mistakes in advance. As you can tell, this story would be from a guy's pov, if I mess it up do forgive me.



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MY CRY BABY

The characters in this story are inspired by some people I met in this journey called “Life” but the story is completely fictional. 

Hope you enjoy as much as I did, writing it.

Part one

It was raining heavily and sitting in the airport, waiting for my flight, all I could remember was her. My Cry Baby. Things are going completely wrong now and she was the only one I have always hung on ever since I can remember. I really hope she would forgive me soon and fix me up.

I can undoubtedly say that she was the best thing happened to me. I just completed my +2 and was in a state where I thought I knew everything. My group of friends introduced me to the world of internet, which was really a big thing then. It was completely new experience and literally had answers to every single thing. When I was in late teens, of all the people I acquainted online, she literally was my best friend forever.

We started texting each other when my holidays had just begun and her final exams were few weeks away. Being in different states and in different fields, it was bound to happen.

At first, our conversation was, hi! hello, and how the day went. I still wonder how the bond between us grew so thick. As both of my parents were working and me being a single child, there wasn’t much to do at home after my skill development classes and I looked forward to our texting almost each and every day.

As her exams approached, we exchanged our mobile numbers for her convenience. Her exams went up to a month and it was kind of boring to me and I missed her terribly. Texting her became a habit. Even through her minimal replies, we knew what happened in other’s life.

The completion of her college exams and my joining in a reputed engineering college was indeed blissful for me. Those days when I could let go of myself and just enjoy, life was indeed simpler and more beautiful then.

It was also at that point in time when I truly came to know about her nature, her behaviour, and everything. She taught me the first lesson about the complexity of girls. I could hardly understand her, she was emotional one second and apathetic the other, childish but mature and hated being criticized but analyses things when her mood is better. Typical Cancerian. Her silence when she is inside her shell upset, is quite famous I guess, because to convince her was literally a mission impossible.

Even with all the complexity, I could never let her go. It was always hell when she was in her famous silent mode. When I look back at all those years, I still feel she is a mystery to me.

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