Story: The test of love.

- 'Mommy, Mommy ..... where is today's paper? Just now Parag called me on mobile. He was speaking in a panicked tone to read today's newspaper .'......

'I will tell you myself what is printed in today's newspaper. I have decided not to marry you and Pollen and I have published the news myself in the press. '

'My daughter Shilpa and Parag's wedding to be held on November 9 at Sallyla Hall has been canceled due to unavoidable circumstances .....

Ltd. Swati Desai,

Principal, City Public School. "

Within hours of such an advertisement being printed in four daily newspapers, Swati's phone kept ringing. The school staff and relatives knew that Swati had chosen Parag as Shilpa's partner only after observing for a year the will of one of her daughters and the gentle, creative and hypnotic nature of Parag, who joined the school as a Hindi teacher.

However, after reading this advertisement printed without informing Swati's daughter and future son-in-law, the teachers of the school as well as friendly friends were shocked and called her to find out the reason behind this unexpected decision of Swati.

But Swati did not want to disclose to everyone. Some incomprehensible confusion was eating away at him. She did not pick up the receiver of the phone to show that she was not at home. Shilpa was fast asleep in the next room so she could not hear the phone ringing.

After a while the ringing of the phone rang. Swati was a little shocked that people must have understood about her absence. But then the bell rang again. Swati's awkwardness increased: should I pick up the phone or not? At last he thought that if not today then tomorrow everyone inside and outside the school must give an explanation. Instead, let me give a reason to one or two people so that my words will reach many through them.

Courageously he lifted the receiver.

'Hello madam, good morning.' A voice came from the front, 'I speak Rita, Rita Trivedi.' As soon as she heard the familiar voice, Swati became alert and said with a look of helplessness, 'Yes, Rita. Your voice is known. '

'How many calls have you made? Why doesn't anyone pick up? Isn't Shilpa also at home? '

'No, that's sleep. Ball, what was it? '

"Hey, what's this in the press today?" Why did the marriage have to be canceled so suddenly? You are both in good health, aren't you? ' Rita speaks.

'Rita, please, I'm very tense right now. Can't say anything on the phone. I'll call you later. ' With that, Swati cut the phone and put the receiver aside.

Shilpa woke up for a while. Swati hid the newspaper with the intention of not being disturbed when she woke up and went to the balcony and pretended to sleep on a chair. **

Parag was appointed as a teacher of Hindi in Swati's school a few months back. He did his MA in Hindi and B.Ed. as well as a Ph.D. on a well-known Hindi novelist. Was doing. He had a very enthusiastic, polite and attractive personality. Within a month or so, it became popular among students, especially ladies teachers. One day he told Swati that 'Mr Vyas, the math teacher of our school, is threatening the students in his class that if they do not keep their tuition, they will fail the exams.'

Swati had such complaints about Mr. Vyas. So he felt short of breath. He also pollinated the pollen confirming the pollen. After that, Parag used to tell Swati many such gossips at school, as a result of which he became closer to Swati and became her trusted companion.

Due to the closeness between the two, in the eyes of some stingy teachers, Parag seemed to be Swati's spoon and spy. But Parag was honest and conscientious in his subject. The students were satisfied and impressed with his way of teaching. His cooperative attitude greatly improved the school. Due to her proximity, Swati felt safe in her personal and lonely life after divorce. After separating from her husband, Swati's world was wrapped up in her only daughter Shilpa. Because of this, Shilpa also became introverted. But with the introduction and closeness of the pollen, Swati's house was also filled with the fragrance of happiness.

The first time he came home, he looked at Shilpa and said, 'Madam, you never told me that you have a younger sister too!'

'She is not my sister, she is my daughter.' Swati speaks with a cracked smile.

Parag was looking at Ghadik Swati and Ghadik Shilpa in amazement. Like pollen, many others were going to eat such thap. Swati was so conscious of her figure and fitness that she did not look like the mother of a young daughter.

Gradually the flow of pollen increased in Swati's house. Her simple and sociable nature won the hearts of mothers and daughters. Suddenly one day instinctively Parag said to Swati, 'Madam, if you consider me worthy of Shilpa, I am ready to marry her.'

Tears welled up in Shilpa's eyes. However, he did not find any defect in the pollen proposal. In every way he deserved Shilpa. Yet she was shaken by the mere thought of parting ways with Shilpa.

'Parag, Shilpa is one of my daughters. It is an integral part of my existence, the center of my life and my invaluable deposit. I know that every daughter has to leave home one day. Yet who knows why the very idea of ​​Shilpa's bereavement shakes me. '

'Don't worry about it at all. He will come to see you every day. I will take another house near your house. ' Parag said giving Haiyadharan.

'Pollen, can I say one thing? Don't get me wrong. What if you stay in this house with us? Who else is in this house except the two of us? '

'Please madam, I can't do that. And we will both come to you every day, won't we? '

Swati felt as if she had hurt Pollen's self-esteem. But he was also proud of his self-esteem. Holding the pollen in both his hands, he said, 'Do as you see fit.'

Swati then decided to cultivate a relationship with Shilpa and after discussing with special relatives and got engaged. He also booked a hall for the wedding as the date of the wedding was being fixed.

'Mommy, Mommy ..... ** Where is today's paper? Just now Parag called me on mobile. He was speaking in a panicked tone to read today's newspaper. Shilpa gasped and yelled at Swati as soon as she got up from the successful chair. Then he said in a calm and natural voice, 'I will tell you myself what is printed in today's newspaper. I have decided not to marry you and Pollen and I have published the news myself in the press. '

'Oh mom, what are you talking about? All preparations for the wedding are done. The concoctions have also been distributed to all and now you are canceling the marriage? Why are you doing this, Mom? '

'Son, I am canceling this marriage of my own free will and with full consciousness. Because I don't approve of this relationship. '

'Mommy, what happened to you? You arranged our marriage according to your will. I did not force you. Then why did you suddenly feel that you had to break up the relationship just four days before the wedding? ' 'Please Shilpa, I don't want to tell you anything about this. I am your mother, son. I had to take such a drastic step for your sake. Swati explained in a loud voice.

'Sorry mom, I'll just marry Pollen, because he loves me. That is why he proposed marriage himself. I'm going to meet him. ' Saying this, Shilpa turned towards the main gate.

'Stand up, Shilpa! If you just want to know, listen, Pollen loves someone else, not you. '

'What are you talking about, mom? If Parag didn't love me, he wouldn't have proposed marriage 'Shilpa opened the door.

'Listen Shilpa, I didn't want to show you the truth just because you know it will break your heart. But now it is necessary to say that, because after all this is a question of your life and for me there is nothing more special than your life. And yes, even after hearing this, if you don't find anything wrong with it, you can happily marry Pollen. Yesterday morning I went to Pollen's house to talk about marriage. I found his maid at the door of his house. He said Sahib has gone to the terrace to exercise. Asked to sit in the drawing room if anyone comes to meet.

‘I sat in the drawing room. Seeing the phone on the table in front of me, I had to say that I would be late for school. But as soon as I heard the receiver, I heard the sound of pollen. If it hadn't been for my name, I probably would have dropped the receiver right away. I don't know who was speaking from the front. The man said, 'Dude, I will definitely come to your wedding. But if you say so, how did Swati obey you? You were saying that convincing him would make you breathless.

'Mahesh, it is not necessary that we get married to the one we love. But I have to marry his daughter to keep my favorite character with me at every moment. ' 'Your brain isn't dead, is it, pollen? By doing so, you will come out of Swati's eyes and at the same time out of her daughter's eyes. '

'I had no choice but to do so. I love Madam Swati immensely. Every moment I am accidentally lost in its thoughts. He fell in love with her at first sight and then kept looking for opportunities to be with her at school. The day I reached his house to confess my love, I saw a young girl and knew that she was his daughter.

"Then seeing that young girl, your teeth got damaged and you changed your intention, that's what you want to say, don't you?"

'No man. I thought that even if I confessed my love to him, he would never accept it, because the mother of a young daughter could never take such a step. So I expressed my desire to marry Harpal Swati's daughter to keep her close and enjoy her company, which she gladly accepted. '

'Pollen, you are betraying both of them. When this mystery is revealed in the future, the result will be very bad. '

'I don't care. I am ready to take any risk that Swati wants to settle, as I love her and will always do so. '

'The phone rang. I was staring at the phone with a sigh. Eva entered with a cordless phone in her hand and looked at me and said in a hesitant voice, 'Hey madam, are you here?' Without saying a word, I went straight to the newspaper's office and asked for the news to be published. ' After saying this, Swati grabbed the paper in Shilpa's hand.

'I'm very sorry, mom. I made a big mistake in understanding you, 'said Shilpa and hugged Swati.

Swati Manoman began to wonder if the intimacy that occurs when there is such a difference in age is really love or just infatuation or attraction? The answer came from a distance, 'Give it whatever name you like, but don't call it' love. '

- Anonymous