SORRY TO THE VIEWERS

SORRY TO THE VIEWERS

                The phone buzzed for the 22^nd time. This time vivek can’t resist picking the call. He plugged the phone from vinith and about to attend call, it halted. We again concentrated in grooming the groom. Yes it’s my friend’s wedding. I’m here with him since a week, planning and executing the marriage and other proceedings. Yesterday we got accompanied by my wife and other friends.

            The bride was good and loved by all the members of the family, but not by the one who ought to be. He took a nervy decision to be meek to his father and avoided venmathi to hold the hand of vidhusha. I have never expected this type of end for the love we admired at.

            It started in college days when they first met at our college canteen one another. It took six months to convert their relationship from college mates into love. No one could complaint that their love episode is embarrassing. The total love of 5 years had been so good and romantic. Love is very unique form of relationships, no definitions, no expectations, no constant form to regulate. They proved still the pure form of love didn’t expired.

            After the final exams everyone got busy over our career and settlement. We seldom spoke and got together. And in my case I made writing as my career and my parents happily made Maya as my better half. Days rolled and I sunk into my own world with my pen and wife and not excepting my family. I replaced the yearly calendar twice. Some days before my phone jingled with a new number. Its vinith, and he invited me for a coffee on an evening on that weekend.

            We met, we hugged. That was not some stuff that formal friends make. It had intense meaning. He cried on my shoulder. He said he can’t move on leaving venmathi’s memories behind. It was clear that the situation in his home was unfavourable. I felt sorry for him, and I could only do that for him. I know his parents. I planned for a get together to make him better. The plan helped to some extent.

            I claimed a week time leave for vinith wedlock to my family and suggested Maya to join me as soon as possible. My phone beeped for a message. It was Venmathi. She dispatched a wish note to Vinith by a 405 words essay. Reaching his home I delivered the message to him. I was not exited to attend my ally’s wedding, instead I had done it as like duty. Relatives arrived, friends of all stages got together, party started and function cherished.

            Yesterday I got no sleep. I got just 2 hours bed time lying without eyes shut. Vinth phone vibrated and flashed light on my face. It is Venmathi dialing. No clue what to do? I woke up Vinith and told about the call. He ignored and turned to the clock. It showed 5:20 am. He completely got out of her. Within ten minutes the chaos started for the great day ahead. Ticking seconds made me nuts in thoughts of their love.

            Vidhusha was also an exemplary personality and not less than Venmathi. But there is no scale to measure love. Venmathi was loved one and she gets a point to get Vinith. My brain didn’t accept vidhusha in the place that venmathi deserves. I was praying for a last minute enlightenment to his father. However my private thoughts can never change the happenings.

            The chanting started and vibes spread over the hall. Vinith and Vidhusha assembled at the stage before the crowded relatives. The mangal sutra was circulated for the blessings of the elders. As he took the rope in his hands to tie around her neck, the crowd stood up to waft their wishes with the yellow rice. The chanter turned the signal on to make wedding music. Back dropping the scene a woman stopped the music and total excitement around.

            Venmathi was at the hall of her ex-boyfriend’s marriage. She approached towards the stage. The mini human in her hand made unstopped cry. Mind prurient peoples watched the act unblincked. As she reached the stage she gave the infant to Vinith. For everyone’s surprise it stopped crying. She turned towards the father of Vinith and said something unbelievable. She said that Vinith once called her to his home while parents were away and made love. He then purposely avoided the calls and meetings with her.

            The murmuring sound from the crowd indicated that the newly entered woman screwed the total wedding. She also added that he had refused to tell them about her and their love affair. The total ignorance resulted in an unofficial baby. His father’s guilted face turned red and rained as slaps on Vinith. Vinith never flickered out a word in that entire drama. The calamities came to a compensation part. Vinith was made to tie three knots around the neck of Venmathi.

            They three turned towards the parents and bend for their blessings. There came another voice to stop the happening. The woman hurried to the stage with agitated face.” There comes the second and secret play of the today’s hero.” This time murmuring was clear to hear. The new one took the baby from the hand of Vinith and started to quarrel with Venmathi. Her statement states that Venmathi offered a full bottle of liquor to her husband to borrow her child for a drama.

            Fooled up parents made long face on the couple. By that time the parents of Venmathi approached to the stage and said that she had convinced them for Vinith and made a plan with just an instruction to Vinith to be stay dumb.

Finally the hearts locked and family united. It took us to realize that the relatives stood behind watching us causeless. I explained the love cum forced marriage and said SORRY TO THE VEIWERS.

                                                                                                Che. Ra