(Disclaimer- This is a work of fiction - the first story in the series of short stories that i have been working at- hence any resemblance to anybodys life is just a co-incidence. Your views and suggestions are more than welcome and eagerly awaited.. friends ) It was a tough life ..A short-lived childhood bereft of love . Being the eldest amongst the four siblings he had to grow up even before the child inside him could bid a decent adieu .Grappling with the struggles of ekeing out a living for his brood took a toll on his father..who found it tough to even smile at his off spring. The travails of being a hassled homemaker trying desparately to make ends meet transformed the mother into a bitter cynic.Together they made a dreary duo as parents. Everything was about the mounting mounds of bills..where love had no hopes to be flaunted around with gay abandon. Life just meant to survive from one day to another.. His palin looks didnt help matters much. He yearned for a beautiful girlfriend. He did have many girls as friends in college, but that was not the same thing as having that one special girl. Girls in their turn did not fancy him in that way.They kept their distance. In due course he settled down with a girl his parents chose for him and fathered two sons with her..Life seemed normal...atleast to the unsuspecting wife who was unaware of the storm brewing inside her husband. He had hung on to his dream of having a beautiful girlfriend all along.He was a man possessed. It haunted him each night that he lay besisde his plain looking wife. Then one fine day she surfaced. His pretty Personal Assistant in office. . He wooed and pursued her and before long they were having a rollicking affair.He couldnt believe his luck!. Then Zubaida came along. his beautiful next door neighbour and a yummy mummy to boot.. He chased her too.She was far prettier than his PA..He had to have her..by hook or by crook. A sassy bar-dancer, a seductive sales girl, A sensous voiced banker,he befriended them all. He loved to be in beautiful company 24/7.It gave him an adrenaline rush. He was hooked to it. Then the recession saw his fortunes come crashing in the stock market. His riches gone just as fast as they came.The pricey cars and villas had to go.The lavish parties and long drives ceased to happen.The bevy of beauty disappeared one by one.In his lust for more he had forgotten to keep one of them as a steady. He was a broken man.Alone, rejected, dejected, impoverished.The wife had left long back in the wake of his philandering ways. He has to start from the scratch. Tiredly he picked up the peices of his broken soul and sat down on his laptop. He has to send out fresh resumes for a new job. The clicking of the keyboard is the only noise filling up his empty soundless world ..till he has rebuilt it all..all over again with a new resolve-RH
Posted on: Thu, 03 Jul 2014 06:01:04 +0000
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