Mom is another thing that we often take as granted, just like oxygen, water and electricity. Now, some people here will be like, oh my god! How can you compare mom to a thing? Or , a woman is not a thing! And blah, blah, blah, without even reading the whole story! Like seriously? Anyway let’s continue while ignoring such kind of people who create unnecessary drama and shows themselves as a liberal person in public who take care of their wives and treat them no less than a queen . But only they know what is the truth. It’s true that our thoughts keep evolving with time. And when people change their statements and thoughts with time, they are called as fickle , or vague , or unstable to their statements by the so called netizens. I’ve always been closer to my mother and saw her working every minute of the day , for every day of the month and for every month of the year and for every year since she came into this house after being married to her husband, my father of course. Now that doesn’t mean that I hate my father or he doesn’t much work. He is a really good father and I share very good relation with him, he also works very hard this house. And my grandmother, she also keeps helping my mom in the households. But she have various advantages like, she can rest whenever she wants, she do work whenever she wants to or mom will do it anyway, she can go and sit for an uncountable number of hours in our relatives house. But my mom , it’s not like she feels caged or feels like being harassed, because our family is really a sweet one. She thinks that taking care of us is the only target of her life now. She says , that she will be happy to work even more if it results in my success. That smile never leaves her face, when she talks about having dinner in a 5 star hotel, the day I will pay the bill with my first salary. She’s growing old, not because of age but because of the hard work she do and want to fulfill all her dreams as soon as possible.
Category: Relationship
Collection of Best Relationship Stories
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The love that stayed forever
The first time for everyone is special but sometimes the more special is last. For Sarah, it was her last relationship which resulted in never lasting to everlasting. Now let us see the roller coaster ride of love in Sarah and Vihan’s love life.
Sarah Agarwal was a high school girl pursuing a career in the science stream. She was one of the nerdy students in the class. All you can say about her is that ‘she was a beauty with a brain’. There were 11 boys in the class and except one, all boys saw her as their dream girl. Now let us focus on that one guy named Vihan Ahuja.
Vihan Ahuja was also one of the nerds in the class. He was a new entry in class that year. He was an introverted guy who never spoke too much and always indulged in his tasks. Sarah and Vihan had a great rivalry in terms of studies.
In the first unit test, Vihan ranked 1st and Sarah ranked 2nd. This result makes this story more exciting.
Now, Mr. Mathew, the class teacher decided to reshuffle the class and a lucky draw was organized. In this lucky draw Mr. Mathew would have to pick two chits from the box which had the names of all the students. Coincidently, Sarah seated with Vihan. Gradually, this rivalry turned into friendship. They used to discuss their doubts and developed healthy competition among themselves.
Bit by bit and piece by piece Vihan started falling for Sarah. He used to care for her as no one does. By degrees, that friendship changed into one-sided love. This one day continued for that whole session.
Now here the next session came, and a new enthusiasm was among students as it was the last year of their school life.
Like every day Vihan and Sarah were passing by the corridor and going to their classroom. A roughneck guy intentionally pushed Sarah, this was a time when the whole school saw another personality of Vihan.
He exclaimed with anger, “Hey! Are these eyes or buttons?”
That boy lost his temper and slapped Vihan for talking with him in a rough tone. Vihan also lost his temper and banged up that guy as he misbehaved with Sarah. Sarah managed to control her anger and took him to the medical room. Thereafter, she brought first aid and applied ointment to his wounds. While doing first aid there was a smile on his face and tears in her eyes.
Vihan asked Sarah, “What happened to you Sarah, you are crying but you are smiling too?”
Sarah replied in a deep and soft tone, “Vihan, I am smiling because you are the first guy who fought for me and I am crying because I don’t know why but I am feeling your pain.”
Vihan’s inner soul was saying ‘Sarah, I don’t have the guts to confess my love. I hope you will feel that soon.’
As time went by, Vihan’s love for Sarah increased day by day just like a plant, the sapling of love was sown last year and since that time it is increasing day by day. With time, winter vacation came, and Vihan and Sarah were missing each other so much.
After the vacation, they met and exchanged each other’s vacation experiences.
Now here the most exciting part came, It was 14th February, Valentine’s Day. That day Vihan dressed up like a gentleman and prepared himself as that day he going to confess his love for Sarah.
It was not like Sarah don’t feel for him but she was not confirmed about her feelings.
Vihan decided to break the ice and walked toward her. He gathered all his strength and in recess, in front of the whole class he spoke out her name “Sarah”. On the spur of the moment, there was an awkward silence in the class.
Thereafter, Vihan bent on his leg and sat on one knee, then he started his small speech for her as,
“Sarah, for the last 2 years you have changed my life, I was an introverted guy, who was never friends with anyone and never talked to anyone. The day you came into my life, you made me open myself, and I explored myself more with you. I don’t know what you feel for me but today I gathered all my strength to confess my feeling for you. Sarah, I see my future with you. I want us to grow together. Only you are the one who can control my anger and handle my mood swings. Sarah, I Love You. Will you be my Valentine for the rest of my life? ”
Sarah stood frozen and listened to every single word with a smile on her face and a tear in her eyes. The moment Vihan finished his speech Sarah ran towards him and hugged her so tightly and said, “I Love You too Vihan.”
Before I sign out I want to thank the reader. Thank you for reading this small excerpt so focus fully. I hope you have liked it.
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Love’s Redemption
There was a boy named Royce and a girl named Rihanna, who were unknown to each other but they were of the same age. The schooling was finished and everybody was in the chaos of choosing the college and which field to choose for their career. Royce and Rihanna happened to choose the same Pre University and got their admissions done. It so happened that it was the first day of the college and Royce happened to see Rihanna and he was mesmerized looking at her. It was the love at first sight for Royce. When all the students got inside the classroom and seated themselves Royce along with his friends happened to sit behind Rihanna. Rihanna just know that there’s some guy sitting behind her and was simply listening to him while he was having a chat with his friends but she didn’t really see him. Despite the fact that she didn’t see Royce, she found him really attractive and interesting by just listening to him. Royce was really fascinated and eager to talk to Rihanna and he thought of all the ways to get her talking to him and finally he got an excuse to talk to her. He called her from behind asking her for the subject notes that were given in the classroom. Later on that day, he decided to find Rihanna’s Instagram so that he can get talking to her. It was difficult to find her Instagram but he did succeed. Rihanna accepted his request and they became friends. Slowly the friendship was growing into something more. Royce and Rihanna loved talking to each other and spend time with each other but here comes a twist. Rihanna was already in a relationship with a guy whom she met just right after her schooling was finished. It was the summer holidays and she met this guy on Instagram. Rihanna and this guy were not exactly in a relationship because they hardly used to meet, didn’t spend anytime talking to each other. There was no spark between them like it was with Royce and her. Whenever she was with Royce she was the happiest and she used to forget about her boyfriend and all the hardships she had in life. She started ignoring her boyfriend and used to always think about Royce. Rihanna was not aware of these things happening, she didn’t know that she was slowly and deeply falling in love with Royce. Rihanna’s boyfriend was not very close to her, he was not serious about her. It always seemed like he was just dating because he wanted to date for fun. It was the reality and Rihanna didn’t know this about her boyfriend. The reason that Rihanna got into this relationship was, she was alone and she had childhood trauma which made her feel that people find difficult to love her. She never got the love she always craved from her mom and dad and she was hated by almost everyone and that’s the reason she was always attracted to people who showed her the bare minimum and the minutest amount of love and care. She getting into this relationship was just the trauma response. One fine day she sat down and thought that her boyfriend was just using her for his sexual desires and that he was just dating for fun and also when Rihanna asked him for the commitment, he clearly refused!
After some days Royce was texting Rihanna and he confessed his eternal love for her and how he always loved her since the day he saw her. Rihanna was confused, didn’t know what to do as she was already in the relationship which was obviously toxic but that was the fact and Royce didn’t know about her relationship. Rihanna never thought about her boyfriend when she was with Royce because all she could think of every single time was Royce. She never missed her boyfriend. Later, she broke up with her boyfriend and then collected the guts to confront Royce about her relationship she had, she finally told him about her relationship. Royce was really mad and upset with Rihanna because she didn’t tell him about her relationship. There was alot of arguments, cries, misunderstandings and alot of chaos between Royce and Rihanna. Royce’s trust was broken as Rihanna tried to hide some things she had with her boyfriend to protect the feelings of Royce as he was already so hurt by the fact that she was in a relationship and it was hard for him to trust Rihanna again. Then after the Pre University was completed Royce moved to another city for his career and the matter was left unsolved. They were not in talking terms. All this chaos continued for almost a year and a half and Rihanna chased Royce for all this time trying to have a clear conversation so that the misunderstandings were cleared. Later, almost a year and a half Royce really wanted to talk it out and he was back in town for some days. He was patient enough to listen what had really happened. That fortunate day, all the misconceptions, issues were resolved and they sorted the matter and understood what both felt. Later they tried to start their relationship slowly all over again, and everything was getting better between them. The love and care they had for each other blossomed again giving a new hope to their relationship and they lived happily together. Since Royce had moved to another city, it was a long distance relationship which was really painful but they tried to keep it together and made their connection stronger with their never ending love.
Love has no boundaries and one will find a way back to the person they are meant for. When two people love each other they give their best to make it work despite of all the hardships that life throws onto them. Royce and Rihanna did absolutely this. They both accepted each other for the person they are and loved each other’s flaws and they found their way back to each other.
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The Enchanted Lighthouse
Once upon a time, in a small coastal village, there stood a lighthouse known as the Enchanted Lighthouse. The villagers believed it held mystical powers and served as a guardian to their shores. Legends told of its ability to guide lost ships safely to harbor through stormy nights and treacherous waters. But what the villagers didn’t know was that the lighthouse was also home to a secret magical creature.
The creature was a lonely, mischievous pixie named Elara. With shimmering wings and a mischievous smile, she spent her days hidden away in the lighthouse, casting enchantments on passing ships, and observing the lives of the villagers from afar. But despite her magical abilities, Elara longed for companionship.
One stormy night, as the waves crashed violently against the shore, a ship found itself caught in the perilous grip of a tempest. The captain, fearing for the lives of his crew, looked to the Enchanted Lighthouse for guidance. As if hearing his plea, Elara sensed the ship’s distress and sprang into action.
Using her magic, Elara illuminated the lighthouse’s beacon with an otherworldly brilliance, guiding the ship away from the treacherous rocks. The crew marveled at the miraculous intervention, unaware of the tiny pixie responsible for their salvation.
Filled with gratitude, the captain returned the following day, determined to uncover the mystery behind the Enchanted Lighthouse’s powers. As he climbed the winding staircase, he discovered Elara, her wings fluttering with excitement.
Intrigued by her presence, the captain struck up a conversation with Elara, and over time, they forged an unlikely friendship. Elara shared her tales of magical adventures, and the captain recounted his voyages across distant seas. They laughed, they cried, and they learned from each other’s experiences.
News of the captain’s newfound friendship with Elara spread throughout the village, and soon the villagers embraced the idea of a magical creature in their lighthouse. The Enchanted Lighthouse became a symbol of hope, reminding everyone of the power of friendship and the magic that exists in even the most unexpected places.
As the years passed, Elara’s bond with the captain grew stronger, and the Enchanted Lighthouse continued to protect the village with its guiding light. The villagers celebrated their connection to the magical world, and stories of their extraordinary friendship passed down through generations.
The Enchanted Lighthouse became a beacon not only for lost ships but also for lost souls, reminding all who encountered it that friendship and kindness could bring light into the darkest of times.
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Always Meant To Be
When I was young, I read a book about the creation of humans. God created humans to be loved and to be in love. This is where the concept of soulmates comes from. When he created souls, he divided them into two halves and placed each half in a human. We need to search for our other half to feel complete; this is the ultimate purpose of our lives. The end goal.
All my life, I looked for the love that would hold me captive, tightly bound, and unconditionally. Until one day, I entered my apartment building to find a new resident on my floor. Next to my apartment. Near me. So close. I saw her, all blue hair and black tattoos. Suddenly, I felt a surge of feelings come through me: my insides were warm, my head was spinning, and my heart was racing fast. All the things that I thought were cliché. It was real. Very real. I can feel it in my bones. The sensation is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced. I’ve spent days and nights tracing the conversation in my head—what I would say and do when I eventually meet her. But now, at this exact moment, my words have failed me. She didn’t even notice me; too preoccupied with the boxes that were stacked up against the wall. Quickly, I ducked into my house, afraid she might turn around and see some stranger staring at her weirdly. I paced up and down, gathering my thoughts and trying to coordinate a conversation starter. Finally, I aligned my words and headed next door to introduce myself to my new neighbor, and I was surprised to see a new face, scarily similar to my “blue girl”, but with a different gender and black hair without tattoos. A young man in his mid-twenties smiled at me.
“Hi! I’m Luke; I saw you earlier coming up the stairs. Do you live here?” The man introduced himself with a friendly grin.
“Hi, yeah, I’m Harry, next door to yours.”
After a few minutes of conversation, I discovered that “blue girl” was his twin sister, who came along to help him unpack. I was mildly disappointed that she was not my new neighbor, but had some great company in Luke. Soon days and months passed and I saw no glimpse of “blue girl”, I was hoping that she would come around to see her brother but was let down.
On a Friday evening in the month of July, I returned home exhausted from work. I was getting set for a quite night’s sleep when I heard a tap on the door and answered it to find Luke standing there with a bright smile, asking me to join his house party. Despite being worn out, I couldn’t resist his eager expression and agreed to show up.
The house was slightly crowded, with people mingling around with drinks and music. I slouched in a corner, sipping on a cup of soda, just people-watching.
“Not a big fan of parties I see, and no alcohol either. You’re a real charmer.” I heard a voice behind me—a voice that made me feel dizzy and light-headed. At last, I turned around to see her. My blue girl.
“I’m Louise, Luke’s twin. It is nice meeting you”. It all started from there. My life, a new beginning, the true purpose, felt complete; my heart soared high, my soul gleamed brightly, and it finally met its counterpart. The other half. The soulmate.
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Godsent
The most life-changing thing that has ever happened at an airport with me was not related to an airport crush, some scandalous beef with a co-passenger, or any other conventional thing that pops up in your mind when you go to the airport.
I had been at a very strange place in my life at that point in time, forget a job, I was unhappy with the career that I got into, and my love life was as fleeting and flickering, to sum it up, I was just unhappy. As a coping mechanism, when things start to go array, I usually book the first flight home that I can. Not because I need the comfort or the warmth, but because I need an escape, even if it is just temporary. Most things in my life are temporary. That is one topic I want to avoid. Anyway, this time the crisis was being unhappy with literally every aspect of my life here in Bangalore. I needed some of that vanilla cake that my mom baked and the late-night drives with my brothers. These were the only things I had been looking forward to for the past week.
The cab ride to the airport that day was, very surprisingly, pleasant. Maybe it was the weather, the sunset, or the fact that I was going home, whatever the reason was, it started to feel like things would turn out to be just fine. However, the airport was unusually crowded for a reason I could not fathom. I mean, it was not a long weekend, or even a weekend, no holiday or festival was upcoming, whatever it was, I did not appreciate the long check-in lines and not finding a place to sit for almost 10 minutes. When I finally found one, I was approached by this middle-aged guy with spectacles, who looked like someone I might know. Moments later, when he was close enough for me to see him clearly, he indeed was someone I used to know.
He recognized me too. “Anvita!” he said, “Where are you headed to?”
“Home, sir, been a long time since I last visited, I think the homesickness is messing a little with my head,” I replied to my college professor, who was one of the few professors I actually respected.
“Aah, understandable. How is the corporate world treating you? You know, Anvita, I never took you to be the corporate kind. Do not get me wrong, as much as I appreciate the stable source of a 10-digit income, I always thought you had a calling for art, literature, and all things poetic.”
It baffled me how he casually just put some salt on my wounds, without having an idea that I could burst into tears when I think about it for too long. I became what I despised the most. I became what I feared the most. I don’t remember the last time I read a book, and that sent a chill down my spine, because how could one lose sight of what they always were, how could one lose themselves? The thoughts that had been deliberately locked away in my mind found their way out. For the past few months, I had been questioning my career, and my choices, but this one-minute interaction with Shamik sir had me questioning myself. He always did that during debate club meetings when he would bring in points of view that would have me questioning all my beliefs. This time it felt like he was a godsend to me. Why else would I reach the airport 2 hours early despite the traffic, why else would the boarding of his flight be delayed, why else would I find a seat at a completely different boarding gate? I was never a believer in signs from the universe or manifestations, but desperate people find faith, so now I took it as one.
“I still have a calling for that, sir. I think the network is a bit problematic at the moment, but I believe I will find a way to make it work.” I said as casually as I could to not portray the storm that just raged on in my mind. The storm that eventually a year later made me start writing my first book, made me take poetry seriously, and made me read all the books I had been planning to but never found the time to. That day I realized that there is no point in waiting for a miracle, in hoping a story would come to me, or in complaining about everything that has been going wrong. That day, I was sent in the direction of finding myself, and I will forever be grateful for that.
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Unspoken love
In the midst of the Covid- 19 pandemic, my 11th-grade year commenced at an esteemed military school in Rajasthan, where students from various corners of India gathered due to their fathers’ postings. It was an extraordinary time, and as I entered my economics class on the first day, my attention was immediately captivated by a new student wearing a mask. His mesmerizing eyes instantly seized my interest. With a reserved demeanor, he often kept to himself.
Determined to break the ice, I approached him and introduced myself, attempting to lighten the mood with a joke that unfortunately fell flat. The encounter left me feeling rather embarrassed, but undeterred, I resolved to find ways to establish a connection with him. I diligently studied economics to assist him in comprehending the subject. Our initial friendship evolved into a complex dynamic as we began to engage in spirited debates, teetering between camaraderie and conflict. Despite his aloofness, he would seek my counsel on various matters. It was during these conversations that I discovered the restrictive and conservative nature of his parents, who were the primary influencers in his life. He confided in me that he only felt comfortable talking to his dog, and confiding in the moon and stars. I genuinely empathized with him and wanted him to know that I was there for him. Although we often argued, I found solace in the fact that he was opening up and sharing his thoughts, as he had previously been quite lonely.
One day, he confessed that he couldn’t see a future for us. I understood his reservations and let him go, accepting that our paths may not align in the long run. Nonetheless, as we entered 12th grade, we remained friends despite our frequent quarrels. The whole school was aware of my feelings for him, yet he seemed oblivious, deliberately ignoring me at times.Deep down, I knew the reality of his circumstances. In the depths of my heart, I acknowledged that a future together was unlikely. I mustered the courage to tell him that I didn’t expect him to reciprocate my feelings, but I wanted him to know that I cared for him deeply. I wished for his happiness and hoped that he would one day find clarity in his own aspirations.
After completing our schooling, we moved on to different colleges. I believed he had forgotten about me, but my love for him endured, and the memories we shared remained vivid in my mind. I often reminisced about our dreams, where we danced together on lonely streets at night, accompanied by the enchanting melody of Ed Sheeran’s song “Perfect.” It was an unrequited love, as he never expressed his feelings towards me. Despite this, I harbored no regrets for loving him. To me, love is a passion that cannot be adequately conveyed with words. It is an understanding of another person’s desires, the willingness to let them go and forge their own path in life. I yearned for him to find someone whom he could passionately love. As for myself, I have shifted my focus to personal growth, embracing my single status even as I enter the second year of college. He will always hold a special place in my heart as my first love.