Meera chapter 8- Where it all started!

2 Months back.

I was travelling back to Delhi from Jaipur from Shatabdi express after an usual guilt trip meet with my mother and as I entered the boogie I found out that my seat was next to a very handsome man. The train journey from Jaipur to Delhi is for almost 5 hours and if you get to spend that with someone that charming then what could be better but that holds true in only one condition that prince charming should be interesting to talk as well. Nevertheless I felt relieved that I  do not have to spend that time chatting with an aunty like I did the last time when I was going to Jaipur. At that time all that aunty wanted to talk about was how girls of this generation are proving to be extremely bad daughter in laws and how she was the perfect one who always obeyed her mom in law in her younger times.

But this time I felt relieved that not only i will have a better young company but also that the dude is HOT.

While trying to adjust a heavy suitcase on the compartment above our seats I almost lost the balance and trembled with the bag. “God; really are you serious? Now?”, Cursed at my clumsy self. I felt immensely ashamed at myself for being clumsy in front of a dude who saw this act and humbly offered his big and strong hands to help me with the luggage. “Thank you” I said to break the ice and also to show my nice gesture for the help provided by the gentleman. “That’s all right.” he spoke in a very manly voice. “Hi, I am Siddharth. pause. How bout you? ” he continued. Not only was he good looking, he had a very hot voice too which suited his tall, dark and handsome personality.

“Hi, I am Meera. “, I replied in a still jittery but happy voice and hoped that the journey of 5 hours will be enjoyable.

“Wow, what a beautiful name. I guess, I have heard it for the first time in real life. I mean I have heard the name before but only in movies and mythological stories but never in real life.” he said excitingly.

“Ya, my grandfather kept my name. But it caused quite a stir in my family at that time.”

“Stir? Why?” His inquisitiveness was real like his big deep eyes.

“Well, if you know about the mythology then the name Meera is associated with sacrifice, loneliness etc and my mother feared that I will end up sacrificing my life for someone I love and will not get the usual happy married life”, I tried to explain.

“That’s just rubbish. Our society has lot of stigma. I am sure name has nothing to do with all those things in life.” he further asked, “so what do you do?”

“Nothing actually. I am searching for a job in Delhi. I just moved in the city couple of months back”

“So how is this job search treating you? Which field is your preferred option?” and i explained my role in my last firm as a product manager and how I loved designing new and interesting ideas for the product after market reseach.

“Oh,well I can surely help you with job. I have many friends in Delhi. Send me your resume and I should be able to help you.”

“That’s great. Thank you. So what do you do Siddharth?”

“You can call me Sid. I have a startup company and I work with a partner. Prior to that I used to work with reggolb corporation. I am not sure if you have heard of them”

“Ya I have heard of them. They are into event management right? ”

“Oh yes.”

Their conversation was interrupted when Shatabdi waiter came to offer them breakfast which included some pasta, bread butter jam, eggs and coffee.

“Hmm I like their breakfast.”, he said and to that Meera replied only with a Me too smile.

Through rest of the journey, they spoke about everything from their favorite movies, favorite stars, favorite hobbies to bad travelling experiences. She did not forget to include the aunty and their conversation. They knew that people seated near by are listening to their conversations. From time to time they were realizing the fact that many people are all ears to their talk but they did not care at that time.

By the end of 5 hours, they knew a lot about each other and there were many similarities like they both were avid fans of offbeat Indian cinema with their favorites ranging from “water” to “Rang de Basanti” to “Mr and Mrs Iyer”. And to the fact that they both were sensitive towards current and crying issues, she being all for the underprivileged children and he was aggressive towards the corrupt and lethargic politics. They exchanged phone numbers and Sid promised to help Meera in finding a job.

That was a perfect journey and there was that moment when they both felt the need to say bye with a hug but it would have been tat bit too much so they both shook hands and promised to keep in touch but at that time all she thought of was the happy time she spent and that how much she adored her new friend and she had no idea that this little meeting could tremble her life way too much then she trembled in train’s jerks. But at that time he was moved straightaway to the bucket where she would keep guys who had chance of turning into some one special.


Meera chapter 7: Wedding Day!

Wedding Day:

The wedding hall was decorated with Marygold and Rose garlands everywhere and the aroma was distinctively of these flowers plus tadka dall, shahi paneer and moong daal halwa. The barat had come with a bang with groom dancing with his brothers at the gate. This was a rare visual as mostly we would see groom sitting on his Horse Back where all other relatives dance their hearts out in a baraat but this groom was not like any other groom. He had made it clear at the very beginning that he will not sit on any horse and will enjoy his baraat with all of his relatives but now it seemed like a bad idea as his heavy sherwani was all wet in dance sweat and his face looked red like all other baraatis.. not groom kinda at all.
I certainly enjoyed the view of my best friends life partner all dripping in sweat and at that time my heart was pounding with joy that ‘oh man, Kiran is going to have so much fun with this rookie kind of man’.

There is something I really love about Indian weddings and I seldom ask myself what is that? Is it the band baja baraat, the tasty delicacies or rather I should refer to that smell as the famous smell of carbs, the happy smiles or maybe some frowns here and there or its the excitement of family members. I guess all these things are right but there one thing which is more precious and sacred to the wedding custom and that is the only reason I feel a lot of people relish weddings: The promise.

Yes its the promise that we feel the bride and groom are giving to each other that night. A promise to stand by each other no matter what and to not look beyond one another in life. Its a very big promise indeed which most people fail to keep as I guess it fades away and someone is yet to discover a way for couples to remember these vows for life.

Anyways, it was soon time for the jaimala and Kiran’s mom asked me to bring Kiran from her dressing room. I have known this crazy girl Kiran since I was a child and hence practically I was her soul sister and had all rights to behave like one since Kiran was the only child and her mom always looked at me as someone who could be Kiran’s comforter. I always called Kiran’s mom Mumu and I knew that Mumu always felt guilty for not being able to give Kiran a normal life as she was very small when her father deserted both her and her mother and Mumu decided to cut all cords with her abusive in laws. But to her surprise they were more in hurry to break the cords but sadly a lot of her own relatives stopped contacting them as somehow Kiran had become an obligation on a lot of relatives. This left Kiran with only couple of close relatives which were her mother’s sister and her Irish husband and their 2 handsome son; Jermy and Jared who lived in Ireland with their parents and were here to attend the wedding. So apart from them I was the only close person for her at the wedding.

It was all on me to invite her friends etc and hence I decided to call Maria, Dheeraj and Sujoy to be a part of this custom where you bring the bride to wedding area. It was a picture perfect moment when Kiran was brought to the wedding hall with me and Maria on her two sides under phulo ki chdar (flower bedsheet) which was held from four corners by Dheeraj, Sujoy, Jared and Jermy. The moment I saw Anurag I felt that happiness which I call “promise”. Anurag looks very happy looking at his ‘to be’ wife.
* Somewhere between the wedding Jaimala Ceremony*
The wedding was in its full bloom when Jermy came to me asking for help in shifting the gifts to a room nearby. We both picked boxes and I was blindly following Jermy to the store room as I had no clue where the heck that was and I heard someone call my name. BOOM; I dropped the box and Kiran will kill me if it is some expensive breakable kind of item.  “shit..shit..shit” I sat to pick the box and some one who had called my name came running to help me.  “I am so sorry Meera. I didn’t think this could happen. Are you alright?” he asked.
“yes I am” and I looked at him and I was not that horrified from the accident then I was after looking at the person standing in front of me. It was Siddharth (Sid).
“Hi! How are you Meera?”, Sid asked.
“I am good. What are you doing here?”
“I am a friend of Anurag and actually his business partner before he left for USA.”
“Oh! well that’s great. what a small world”, I said hiding my nervousness.
“Yes! Indeed its a small world”, Sid looked nervous now. “Well you look beautiful Meera.”
” Oh well Thanks and if you dont mind I will excuse myself, I just need to finish some work”, I rushed to the store room and it was an excuse to hide my anxiety.
The wedding progressed beautifully and everyone looked happy. Thats the thing about traditions, you like it or not, it sinks in you and brings out happiness and joy although I could not enjoy it with same amount of happiness like earlier as now I knew he was here, in the same hall, somewhere.
Time came where Kiran bid good bye to everyone and sat in the car with Anurag. I knew that after 2 days of staying with her in laws she will be moving back to USA. There were tears in Mumu’s eyes but she was a strong lady and she always knew that one day this day would come. Kiran hugged me for a longer time and whispered in my ear “its your turn” and hugged Maria, Sujoy and Dheeraj and thanked them for being there with her on this important day of hers.
Right at that moment, I felt some shift in my life. Something changed and nothing was going to be same again. I don’t usually cry at public settings but at this moment I felt alone as ever and without my permission the tears found an escape route. My heart was in pain and said to me that ‘I am alone and will die alone as all the people I love somehow leave me’. What made the moment even worse was when I noticed Sid standing right next to me and graciously offering me his handkerchief but now I had no reason to behave politely to him since the wedding was over so I just moved away from him and went and sat in Dheeraj’s car.
Sid was left to stand alone and wonder and this is exactly what I had planned earlier; to make him hang- in there like he did to me 2 months back.

Meera Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Soon it was the day of wedding. Kiran was all prepared to look like a wedding diva in her royal red and gold lehanga. She was a dreamer her whole life and had planned her wedding even before she had any idea about the concept of marriage itself. She collected little things for her wedding outfit, for her honeymoon baggage and for her life afterwards. But with passing time, she completely forgot about those things of her imaginations but there is always that someone who knows you little more than you know yourself and in this case, it was Meera and ofcourse it goes without saying that Kiran was the one who knew Meera better than she knew herself.

Giggling sounds were coming from Kiran’s room and Meera understood that to be bride and groom are busy talking their hearts out.  “Are you serious? You told Steven that you will join after one whole week? Wowww. Finally, you are behaving like a lover. I wish I said yes to you earlier”
“Ya, but for that we should have met earlier. Isnt’t it?”
 Again giggles and the chat is disturbed when Meera enters in the room. Meera, snatches the phone, “Look Anurag, in just 24 hours you will take my friend really far, so please give these hours solely to me. Will you?”
“Oh, hey Meera, of course dear. You can have her even after 24 hours. As you know how pestering your this lovely lady is, I would surely love to buy some more time” in a naughty tone, Anuran replied.
“Oh, I so wish she would have heard that. But anyways, now its too late and you are anyways snatching her away so I only need 24 hours and then please for God’s sake, take her away. I am so tired of her.” As Meera told this she got slapped by Kiran on head.

Auch! Meera disconnected the call.

“Ok, so come here. I have something to show to you.”, Meera uncovered the box which she had in her hand, covered with a cloth. “Oh my God! Is it what I think it is? Meera, you still have this? I thought I lost it. Wow.”
“Well, how on earth I can forget it. You know something funny? I actually stole it from your luggage along with that pink top of yours which I always liked, when you were leaving hostel after final year and I kept it with me for this day. But I had no idea that things would be so different when this day would come. I imagined giving you this on our twin wedding. Do you remember how we both planned that we will get married the same day like the movie we watched, “Bride Wars””
“Ya Meera, those days were so dam amazing. Everything was rozy, we had no worries about future or anything for that matter. All we knew was, we should have fun, fall in love, and get married on the same day , have children and get them hooked and married ” Things have changed so much since college.

Anyways, leave all that behind now and open the box. Kiran had moist eyes seeing the things inside the box. It had the decorated red lace for her wedding dress, some sparkling beads for hair, wedding pictures of celebrities, honeymoon suitcase tag saying “we are on our honeymoon”, map of Spain where she always dreamt of going with her husband and many such items.  “I never knew that I would not need any of this when I will actually get married. I have got a designer dress and a celebrity makeup artist so using the things from this box is of no question, spain- well no holidays so no honeymoon” ,she felt very sad for a moment.

Kiran, you know something? Those days, you planned of everything possible but without a partner. have you imagined, how stressful it could have been if you were with a wrong person holidaying in Spain. Now, you are with Anurag, who loves you deeply, and you are going to start a new life with him, start planning fresh. Now, its time that you include a person in your future plannings. I am sure you will have all of the happiness and much much more.” They both hugged each other and Meera slides a gift pack to Kiran.

“What is it?”
“What is it? ts says reservation at vineyard hotel in the town of Sanxenxo. Thats in Spain right? What the hell Meera? Why did you waste your money on this when you know very well that we have no leaves”
“Relax Lady. This is for a future travel. When ever you plan to go there, you can stay in this hotel. This is valid for one year”
Kiran was speechless and just gave a cutish smile to Meera and it was time to start getting dressed up for the wedding.

Meera chapter 5

Chapter 5

Hiiiiiiiiii, Meera jumped 5 inches in surprise when she saw kiran standing at the front door. They both hugged each other tightly. “You are back b*tch, Meera abused”. “Yo B*atch I am here. How is the surprise?” and in reply Meera shouted euphorically, “wow Kiran you have no idea how happy I am.”
 “Nice, so mam can I come in and how is life at your office? You made any new friends?”, Kiran questioned.
“Oh ya, I made couple of friends but you know I take time in making friendship permanent as a Tattoo. Right now, I just feel I am kind of relaxed and I like meeting these people. Rest left to destiny.”
Meera snatched Kiran’s bags and started finding her gifts and said “so I should be making Arhar Daal and Rice for you, right?”Kiran”
“Yo doll” ,she kissed Meera.
After finishing lunch, while sipping cup of green tea, Kiran broke the news to Meera. “Meera, don’t get shocked. I am getting married”.
“What? You? Now? WOWWW but who is the guy and when did this happen? Ok wait a minute, is it Anurag? Your Flat mate in US. Isn’t it?”.
 “Wow darling you are smart, yes it is anu only and I am in Love Meera. In loooove.”, KIran made silly school girl sound.
Soon it was the time for stories and Kiran started narrating. At first I did not like him at all. He is a perfect IIT geek and you know how I have always hated these spekies (Guys who wore spectacles). But as we both started sharing the apartment provided by my internship company, I realized how sensitive and caring he was and don’t know when we both got attracted towards each other. We started dating and just like that one day on our Paris trip, he asked me for marriage and I just could not say no”.
Meera was listening to the perfect romantic story and was realizing how blessed Kiran is to have finally found someone like that. Kiran broke the second news to her that wedding will take place in 15 days as she only got that many leaves and then they both will be returning to The States for a year. This just broke Meera’s heart as now she was officially alone and she had no way to look forward in life. But she knew this is for the best as the worst had already past.
So, she pulled herself together and decided to give her best on her bestessst friends wedding. That evening they both went for their favorite golgappas and chat treats. This is how they both used to spend their happy and sad times together during their college days. It was all about love, love they shared with each other, and now this love only shall help them go forward in life. But at some time, you do need to stop a little and question yourself – what is that one thing which you love more than your own self? There has to be something which is above all. This is that same thing which acts as a medicinal relief at times of distress and this is also that thing with which you can spend hours together. It can be a hobby, a pet, a project or something like that.
This is what Meera decided to do. She decided to understand her self better. She knew that everything which she ever thought has changed and its time she also changes. She decided to get back that charm which she used to have once in her. She used to be the most popular face in her college days and so this is how she will spend her coming days. Good or Bad, they are her days. With this thought she turned to her side on bed and fell asleep only to wake up in the morning with a fresh attitude towards life.

Meera Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Are you serious? You really are single? Sujoy behaved like Meera did not belong to this clan and he certainly was not able to understand that why a pretty girl like Meera is single. Listen Sujoy, its my personal life and I would appreciate if you would let me keep it that way. She said and walked away to the pantry area to refill her bottle of water. Sujoy followed her and she did not realize that he was standing right behind her. As she turned she was startled, Shit what the hell are you doing here? Meera darling please, you have to make me understand that why are you single and then even if you are then why don’t you hang out more with people. I mean how on earth will you meet someone? Irritatingly Meera replied, dude its none of your business and walked away.
Sitting at her desk she was thinking why is it so hard for someone to just accept your status. Why are people so bothered to know about the painful parts of your life. Do they really want to sympathize with you or just mock you behind your back. Hey girl, lets go, Maria intervened and stopped the flow of thoughts Meera was in at that moment. They both had planned a movie date together. Somehow Maria was the comfort zone for her. In these 5 weeks, they both became quite good friends. Even Dheeraj was with them most of the time but he chose to remain mostly silent.
Don’t you just love Bradley Cooper dear. Ya of course he is damm hot, both giggled as they reached the theater to watch the latest Oscar winning movie of their favorite star. Sweetheart, don’t worry about Sujoy, he is just too much into others lives. Trust me, he is not that bad otherwise, Maria tried comforting her while buying big bucket of popcorns. Maria looked pretty with her tall and athletic figure. She did not look a lot like a usual Delhite girl who is fair as fair and lovely add girls and would chatter all the time about the hot looking guy she is dating and is planning to date and that was the reason she always stood out and may be that is why precisely Meera chose to be her friend rather then other hotties at work who looked hot but could only talk about nothing more than nonsense. So were the guys, Meera actually was surprised to see guys gossip more than girls unlike Dheeraj, who was very decent, smart looking , well mannered and a trust worthy friend.
Its almost 8 PM by the time movie was over and both the girls stood outside mall as Maria wanted to smoke before taking the metro. Just a few steps in front of them there were some guys standing and they started commenting on Maria. Oh what a chik! lets go out babe, and started passing more lewd comments about her smoking in public and her attitude which would mean as per them that she is a slut and sleeps with every men who approaches her.
Maria lets go from here. I don’t think we should be standing here. Meera, can you just keep quiet. I want to listen everything they are saying. It is best to just ignore and leave. Delhi is not safe city to take such risks. Shhhhh, can you just stay mum, Maria was upto something. Meera didn’t realize that all this while she was actually recording all this and was pinging to someone on whatsapp. Within almost 10 minutes, 2 cars came and around 7 girls out of which 3 were from their office got down and they came straight to Maria. Now all these 8 “chiks” walked towards those 4 loosers and stared at them. They gave them the most lustiest stare ever, starting at their pego, lips and chest. These guys were ashamed of there sexuality at that moment. It was evident in their eyes that they were scared of the unknown. They did not know what will happen next, but they feared whatever it will be, it will not be something which has happened earlier with them. One of the daring men screamed and said tu janti nai hai mere bande kitne khatarnaak hai. Abhi bulata hun. Chodunga nai main. (You don’t have any idea how strong my fellow men are. I will call them and will show you what can I do). All girls moved closer to these men without saying a word and the macho one’s started getting insecured and were intimidated and started moved back. Dheeraj came out of the car and grabbed collar of one of the men and while looking straight into his eye he said, saale ab kaha gaya tera dam (Abuse, where is your strength  now ?).

Dheeraj showed the entire clip to them which was recorded on their cell phones and told them now this will circulate everywhere and I will make sure that you guys will not be safe anywhere. To that these men started pleading and requested all women to forgive them. Maria spoke and asked these men to shell 1000 rupess per head and they did and ran.

Claps, hugs and laughter, that was the atmosphere in front of the mall. Hey guys what was all that and Dheeraj how did you know about all this, Meera questioned in surprised look. Arrey Meera we started this group in whatsapp last year after that shocking rape incident. We started with 5 members and now there are 28 members in our group “Lets fight back”. To that Dheeraj added, ya most of the people are from office and friends of friends. We have also registered our name under NGO listings and therefore we even get police protection if needed. Although we never needed it. So we basically are connected with each other and under such cases, we can just say word “HELP” and tell the exact location and some one or other will be there within 10-15 minutes. Its a pact. And just so you wondered why we collected money then babe, this will go under our management quota and we use this money to fill our petrol, buy safty gears for women in group, do some publicity events etc etc. So we make sure the money comes out from these filthy men only and he winked.

Wow, you guys are doing something amazing, Meera clapped for them. Hey girls let me drop you both till metro station and don’t worry Meera, they will not return. So go home and relax now and remember the time to ignore is over now. Now Lets Fight Back and he gave a high five in air.

Meera chapter 3

Its her first day at work and she is all exited while entering the multi storied building. Her office is at 9th floor and she has been directed by the security to take the lift which is towards her aftier crossing the fancy reception area and a Cafe Coffee Day outlet offering hangout place for employees.  Inside lift she is accompanied by 3 strangers, all of them looked very professional to her. They were in tailored suits and carried blackberries with them. She on the other hand, wore a dark blue jeans with buttoned down shirt and loafers. She paid attention in the morning while getting dressed afterall  she was going to work for a multimedia company where the atmosphere was completely relaxed and casual. There was no dress code and was famous for their chilled out working atmosphere.

“Hi, I am Meera, a new joinee.” to that security guard responded “Hello mam, please sign the register.” He handed over a new joinee badge to her and asked her to wear that around her neck and showed her the way to HR room.

Wow, this is the place for me, she though to herself the moment she entered the office. The walls were pained with cartoon characters in high definition colors, film stars from Hollywood and fancy color pattern. It did not take her time to realize that the major chunk of population was young and peppy.
“You must be Meera? “, HR head Suzzane asked her, “Oh yes! Sorry I did not realize I left the HR room behind. I was so caught up in the view”. “Yes we get that a lot from first timers. Well, please come, I will introduce you to your Boss”. Meera followed Suzzane in total awe of the place. They went to a tall and handsome Man, Kunal. “Hi, you must be Meera?”, Kunal asked, “Yes, nice to meet you.”
Kunal turned to his team and introduced Meera to the group of what seemed like 10 people. Hi guys, can I have a minute of your time which you are anyways wasting while browsing Facebook. With giggle, all turned towards Meera and introduced themselves to her one by one. Meera was amazed with the enthusiasm of these guys. Most of them were quit good looking and smart, she could only recollect the names of Ajay, Maria, Dheeraj and Sujoy. They seemed interested in Meera and offered her a seat next to them.
Meera had joined as a design intern and was handed over a power point presentations about the company and work by Kunal for the day. “Sweetheart, I just want you to chill out today. Go through these PPT’s and you will have an idea about you work. Well, if you must know, our previous design intern, Kavita quit her job as she and her husband are moving to the states. What a shame but good luck for you as you got a chance here. As you know we hardly hire. The reason, very simple, people hardly quit.” and kunal smirked and left.

After a while, Meera was relaxed in her new seating arrangement. She sat next to Dheeraj who was a sindhi lean and tall boy. He looked like a fresh college pass out. “Meera, please be relaxed. These PPT’s are pretty self explanatory and if you get stuck at any point then I am here to help. Ask any question at any time, without hesitation”, Dheeraj spoke and Meera replied “Thanks a lot Dheeraj” and she got immersed in the PPT. She was amused by this new atmosphere. People were cordial, friendly and lively. She was invited for lunch by Maria and they all shared the lunch while Maria and Sujoy were busy giving Meera tittle-tattle of office romances. They informed her about their boss Kunal and his flirtatious attitude and his smoking hot wife, and about Dheeraj and Charmee on whom he has crush since 2 years, about Maria and her cricketer boyfriend. All in all they accepted Meera in their group and may be this is what she needed.

later that day, while preparing dinner, maggi and mug of tea, Meera was kind of relaxed. She felt less agitated and less anxious about the future which is still dark in front of her. When she found the strength to steal a smile, she will someday find the laughter as well.

Meera Chapter 2

Days are passing by like eternity and she is now realizing, its time to get up and start moving ahead.Its not that she was sitting idle all this while, she was walking the path but not wholeheartedly. She was out there but still not there. There was a silent but grave pain buried inside her which she got used to now. All she wanted on the outside was to shake that feeling and stay happy and content forever but in reality she was used to this pain . She would embrace that as her own and go sleep each night.She would acknowledge that with every sunrise and start the day with that. Yes it was hers and she was scared to let it go. After all she lost her love and desires and passions and got this pain and what if she looses it also now? She was scared to start life again from scratch.

What are you thinking all the time? Asked Kiran to that Meera shook her head and said nothing at all. I am just enjoying my evening tea with you. After all from tomorrow I will have to drink this tea alone. Oh cmon Meera, don’t be so sad over this. You were the one who used to love being alone before and now you are sad? Kiran questioned and to that Meera replied, “I am ok dear. Its just that I am used to being around you now and might get lonely as you are going for more than a month”. “Yaar even I am feeling sad leaving my city for this long but this course is also important for me. After months of practice I cleared this exam for Yale university and its only for a maximum of 6 months Meera.Time will fly before we will know it.”, Kiran replied and to that Meera said “ya that’s ok darling and I am sure you will have a nice time there.”

Within days, Kiran left country and Meera was alone in a 2 bedroom apartment in Dwarka. She rented the flat with Kiran and basically she started this new life after her 2 years long live in relationship failed miserably. She moved to Delhi from Lucknow with the scars of physical abuse and mental torture. She had to leave her job in Lucknow after she was getting threats from her old lover. So one day she just came from the work and packed her bags and took flight ticket with whatever money she had. While standing at the airport, she decided where to go? Should it be Bangalore, where she used to live before or Jaipur, where her mom lived with their 2 dogs or Delhi, where her best friend lived. After calculating life at each place, she instantly brought ticket to Delhi and in hours she was comforted by her best friend Kiran. She was always welcomed in her house and here she was, all bruised and tortured and willing to start a fresh life.  She felt proud of herself as she was quiet happy to have found a new way but somehow, one actually feels the real pain after some time has passed by like an itch which get worked when it dries and the same happened with Meera. As days passed and the chances of her getting a good job faded and feeling of loneliness sank deeper and deeper that she started getting depressed and started moving inside a shell. She did not realize how much she was changed as a person and how quiet she remained these days. She hardly noticed her tears and only a fewer times she felt the desire to laugh and dance like before.

Its Sunday morning and Meera decided to spend the day at day care center where she went some times. She has always loved children and so when all seemed to fail, she realized she could at least  give some of her love to these children who have no family of their own. In reality this was the most selfish thing she had done in the recent past as she went to those children to feel happy for sometime instead of the other way round.

Hi didiiiii, all children spoke in chores and it was a beautiful depiction of the fact that Meera was loved dearly by these kids. “lets all go out today” and a full throttle noise from every one there. It was like this is whats kids were hoping to hear. she took them to Lodi gardens where she had planned the whole day of activities for them like Frisbee and cricket. It was then and there that while playing with these children she realized ‘Its Time’. “Its time to move on. Its time to embrace life. Its time to smile again. Its time to live again. Bad times will always be there and yes I want to be happy and I wanted a happy life with Chirag. I had the whole life planned ahead of me which was filled with love and children and a normal family life. Yes I wanted to be married to him and stay with him forever. But what the hell, so what if it did not work out. I am still me. Yes days are not as per my plan but still its not that bad. I can be resilient and I will be happy. So what if I am alone, I can and I will still happy”. With this thought, she rejoined the game with children and this time she felt relaxed as ever.