Sad True Love Story
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1986 was a year that will change my life forever. I was sitting
outside on one summer day when a flash of beauty just passed me
by. Her name was Zia. Now, this was love at first sight. I was
gasping for breath as I tried to get control of myself. This moment
was going to change my life forever.
From the moment I looked into her eyes, I knew she is the one,
the one I would spend the rest of my life with, until my time
was done. I was lucky enough that soon someone suggested a night
out together. At that time, I was ecstatic as my only wish was
that she would be there. I was even more thrown overboard when
I heard she would be there. The few hours I had to wait felt like
a few days. Finally, the time arrived for me to fetch her. She
got into the vehicle and we went on a night out to remember for
life. I couldn't keep my eyes off her. I tried to hold her and
she was a bit defensive at first. It was a romantic evening as
there was a full moon accompanied by the backdrop of lovely mountains.
I started to talk to her and hold her hands. She gave in and we
held hands. That was the softest hands I have ever held in my
life. I simply could not let go of her from that moment onward.
We walked around holding hands very discreetly as my heart pounds
away. I have never felt like this for anyone in my entire life;
I was shocked at the way my heart was pounding. This was the first
time I had all these emotions, which was new to me.
This was the night where the grass was green.
This was the night where the moon lit so bright.
This was the night of discovery.
The night of recovery...
This was the night of a new love.
The night where we became one.
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We walked and let out some very inner feelings and the evening
felt too short. She turns around when we were alone and I put
my arms around her as I felt her soft gentle lips on mine. It
was my first kiss. I kiss her passionately as I have never kissed
anyone like this before. I felt a bit embarrassed. Did I kiss
her correctly or did I look so stupid? For me that was the kiss
of a lifetime. From that moment forward, all I could do is only
to think about my love. I could not eat, sleep or do anything
without any thoughts about her on my mind. This was the start
of a relationship that would last for eternity.
I got home all flushed and excited, with butterflies in my tummy
not knowing what was actually happening to me. I asked myself
is this love and is it causing me to be unable to breath properly.
Oh god, help me make sense of what is going on in my heart! My
parents were taken aback by me and kept asking me if I was sick
or was there something wrong. I was too occupied with her on my
mind and hence did not say much. Following that, we spent days
and nights on the phone. We even spent time sleeping on the phone!
This love was far beyond anything I could have ever imagined.
Within 5 months, my parents moved house and it took me miles
away from my sweetheart. However, we got to live near some of
her relatives whom I got to know very well and spend a lot of
time around. It was brilliant as Zia would come down during her
holidays. Everything between her family and I seemed as perfect
as it could be. We would meet discreetly from our families until
we both felt ready for marriage. By then, we had been going out
for 3 years and the love just got stronger with each passing day.
Both of us came from Indian families. Hence, the Indian culture
and religion plays a major part in our families. Culturally and
religiously, what we have been doing would have been deemed inappropriate.
Having a romance like what we had was taboo at the time. Our long
distance relationship went on for years with me travelling to
her at every opportunity I received. I gave her every attention
I could from my body, heart and soul. We lied, hid and did anything
possible to gain every single moment together. By now, we could
not keep our hands off each other and being apart for any time
was something neither she nor I could handle anymore.
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Both of us decided that it was time we spoke to our families.
Her parents have known me pretty well over the years and there
should really be no problems if my parents asked for her hand
in marriage. I was lucky as my parents were very liberal so it
was much easier for me to talk to them. We had a family meeting
with my family and I made my intentions known and confess my love
for the woman I love. I asked them to ask her parents for her
hand in marriage. Her dad had passed away so her uncles and mother
were to be consulted. This is the way how things should be done
culturally. My parents set up a meeting with her family and I
was asked to be present at the discussion. The day came where
we went to ask for her hand in marriage.
I felt very uncomfortable when we entered but played that down
to me being nervous. We took our seats and greeted everyone as
we are all familiar with each other. One of her uncle is an accountant
and he began asking me several questions. General questions which
I answered to the best of my ability. I sensed or get the feeling
that somehow things have changed overnight. They were asking me
questions as if they had never knew me. It was a scary feeling.
One of the questions was how I would look after his niece as I
had no academic qualifications since I left school early to help
my sick dad . My dad and I suggested I would run his business
which I would inherit eventually. Her uncles did not seemed very
impressed with that answer. He said to me he had high hopes for
his niece and would prefer someone that is more professional with
some qualifications like a doctor, lawyer or even an accountant.
In his eyes, being a businessman or self-employed was not very
professional. He also asked how much money I have. At that point,
being young and naive, I was becoming very upset as I got the
impression that I was in the bank applying for a mortgage. I kept
my cool and listen carefully to everything they have to say. By
that time, I realised that her family did not approve of me. It
was shocking to me, but it was the truth. Her uncle went on to
say that without a profession or a degree, life would be very
difficult for me. I even offered to study hoping this would please
him. I was hurt to bits but the fear of not going to be with the
woman I love more than life scares me more than anything else.
The normal situation when you ask for someone's hand in marriage
is they come back to you with a reply a few days later. Hence,
we were told they would let us know their decision. A few days
later, they came out with an excuse to reject our proposal so
it does not look too bad on them. They claim Zia was too young.
My parents apologised to me saying they have done their best and
couldn't do anything more. I could not handle the failed proposal
and we decided we would not allow our families to break up the
love we share. Zia lived 700km away at that time with her mum
and 3 sisters. Knowing her family won't approve of us, we carried
on our secret relationship again. We just could not let go of
Being that far away from Zia, I was very lonely and it was then
when I happened to meet Jane. Jane and I became very close as
she was always willing to listen to me. I had many moments where
I felt useless and told Jane about my inner feelings. There was
so much obstacles the love between Zia and me have to conquor.
Zia had a friend who was getting married and she was invited
to the wedding. Her friends and I have met on many occasions.
They supported our relationship and hoped we could get married
as well. I went for the wedding and Zia and I share our thoughts
about how we can deal with our families. I love her so much but
her family couldn't understand. I was shock when I found out from
her that the following day after my proposal, her family had arranged
and allowed someone to come ask for her hand in marriage. I went
insane when I heard the news. These same people told me she was
too young to get married to me but now all of a sudden, she is
not. This confirmed to me these people are money hungry bigots
who are looking for their own benefits and did not care about
how Zia and I felt. Zia cried and told me if she goes home tomorrow,
they are going to marry her off to someone else. I told my sweetheart
I would not tolerate that. We discussed and agreed the best thing
to do is to elope and get married secretly. That way, nobody would
ever keep us apart.
We got into a vehicle and left the wedding. We went to a family
member of mine and told them about our predicament. They suggested
Zia calls home and let her mum know she is with me and not going
back home. We also made our intentions known that we intended
to get married. Throughout the night until the next morning, we
were threatened by phone calls claiming that all roads are manned
and they would be searching for us. My parents were very upset
with me as they felt this was not the right way to do things.
My entire family, including by uncles were involved in the mess.
Most of them felt I was tarnishing our family name and we should
not get married like this. They promised me they will get us married
but I need to do it in the correct manner. I asked for the correct
manner as I have gone down that way and they wanted to marry her
off to someone else. They promise that we will start all over
again and guarantee we will be together as long as I give her
back. After some pressure from my parents, we agree to abort our
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