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Hindolam: S

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When someone is taken away from you, you realise how much you need that person. The universe took 'him' away from her and she wasn't ready to give up yet.

She needed to get back to 'him', to her world. That was the only thought that crossed her mind, it consumed her. Her fear, perplexities and doubts vanished, this was the moment she figured out what she really wanted. She realised that she knew it all along. She loved 'him' so dearly that she wouldn't leave 'him' for anything in the world. 

She told him, "I belong to 'him'. No matter how intensely you love me, I will love 'him', not you. Because it was a promise for a lifetime. Even death can't do us apart. Let me go. I have to go back to 'him'. I know I'm hurting you but 'he' needs me. And do you know how ardently I love and admire 'him'? As much as you love me, if not more. And 'he' loves me much more than that also.”

His moist eyes tried hard to not let the tears flow. He wanted her, but she wasn't his to take. She already belonged to someone else.

He loved her so much that he let her go…

Maybe he didn't find his 'happily ever after'. But she did. And he was happy for her. After all, what is love other than happiness you feel as long as the one you love is happy.

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