It story about us Me Sanskar Mehra and my wife Ragini Sanskar Mehra.. When I got home that night as my wife Ragini served me dinner, I grabbed her hand and said “I have something to tell you.” Ragini sat down and ate quietly. I watched and saw the pain in her eyes. Suddenly I did not know how to open my mouth, but I had to tell her what I was thinking: “I want a divorce”. Ragini did not seem upset by my words and asked me softly, why Sanskar You’re not a man?
That night we did not talk, and she cried. She wanted to know what was happening to me …
It was something with our marriage, but I could not answer what exactly. It happened that she had lost my heart, and I had another woman named swara. I no longer loved Ragini, but I pitied her. With a great sense of guilt, I wrote a divorce agreement and with this agreement she got the house, the car and 30% of our business.
Ragini looked at the agreement and threw it away. She spent 10 years of her life with me and now we were like strangers. I pitied her, for all the lost time, energy was not the same but it could not change. I loved swara. Suddenly she started screaming. The idea of divorce was now clearer to me.
The next day I came home and I found Ragini writing at the table. I did not eat dinner and went to sleep, I was very tired having spent the day with swara. When I woke up, Ragini was still writing at the table. I did not mind, I turned around and continued sleeping. In the morning Ragini introduced me to divorce conditions: She did not want anything from me, but needed a month’s notice before the divorce.
Ragini asked me for a month, we would have to live as if nothing happened. Her reason was simple, our son (Arav) had whole month of tests and she did not want to bother him with our broken marriage. I agreed, but she had another request: to agree upon me carrying her to our room like the day we got married. I thought she was going crazy, but that this alone was accepted. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now.
Ragini and I had no physical contact since I expressed my intention to divorce, so when I took her to the front door the first day, we both feel bad. Arav walked behind with clapping and saying: Dad is carrying mom is his arms! His words gave me a lot of pain.
I walked the 10 meters with Ragini in my arms. She closed her eyes and said quietly: do not tell Arav about the divorce. Then I went to work. I drove alone to work. The second day, we were both more relaxed.
Ragini leaned against my chest, I could feel the fragrance of her hairs. I realized that I had not looked at it carefully. I realized she was no longer so young, had some wrinkles, some gray hairs … that was notable a damage of our marriage. For a moment I thought and I ask: what was it I did? The fourth day, I felt some affection was returning between us. This was the woman who gave me 10 years of her life. In the fifth and sixth day, it continued to. I said nothing about swara.
Every other day it was easier to carry Ragini and month was running. I thought I was getting used to her weight. One morning, Ragini was looking for what to wear. She had tried many suits on, but all of them were too big. It was then that I realized she was very thin, and that was the reason that I did not feel her weight load. Suddenly it hit me… That Ragini had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart. Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.
Arav entered the room and said, Dad, it is time that you take Mom to the door! For my son, seeing his father day after day carry her mother to the door, that had become an essential part of his life. Ragini hugged Arav, I covered my face. I was afraid I changed my thinking about divorce. And holding Ragini in my arms to the door, it felt like the first day of our wedding.
Ragini stroked my neck soft and naturally. I held her strong, just like our wedding night. I hugged her and did not move, but she was so thin and that made me sad. The last day I just hugged Ragini and did not want to move, I told her I did not realize that we had no privacy. Arav was at school. I drove to the office, I left the car without closing the door, I climbed the stairs, swara opened the door, and I said, excuse me, sorry, I do not want to divorce my wife Ragini.
Swara looked at me and asked me if I had a fever. I said:
Ragini and I love each other, it was that we were doing everything as a routine and boring. We did not value the details of our life since I started carrying her to the room. Swara began to mourn, start screaming like mad, slapped me and closed the door. Going down the stairs, I went in the car and went to the florist.
I bought flowers for Ragini. The girl in the florist asked me what to write on the card? I told her to put: I will carry you every morning until death parts us. I arrived at my house with flowers in my hands and smile, and ran up the stairs; when I went … I found my Ragini dead. Ragini was battling cancer, and I was so busy with swara, so I did not realize. Ragini knew she was dying and that is why she asked for a month’s notice before the divorce, so that Arav will not have bad memories of divorce.
At least in Arav’s eyes, the memory of his father who was a good husband who loved his wife will stay. These small details are what matters in a relationship, not the house, the car, the money in the bank. All this only creates an environment that you think will lead to happiness, but really … is not. Try to keep your marriage happy:)
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