CASTE , CREED - IT CAN’T STOP LOVE

It was 5th September 1980 when Tanisha , the daughter of the village Sarpanch came back to her village back after completing her higher studies from Chennai. Being the daughter of the Sarpanch everyone had gathered for her welcome and between them, there was a boy named Sasank . He had heard from many the enchants of her beauty .Her first sight left him stuck in various thought for sometime .He looked her beautiful face her attractive eyes. He couldn’t stop.

“Hey , what are you seeing ? “

“He is our Sarpanch’s daughter”.

“Yah” , he kept admiring her beauty but seeing her he did not end in only admiring her beauty. He went beyond it and thought to make her his future , his love which was a kind of impossible as there existed various differences between them , their education , level and most importantly their caste.

“She is Sarpanch’s daughter now and soon will be my love” , he said keeping on the gaze. “You know right ,what will happen ?”

“Yah , Dying for her will be worth” , he said and moved forward to take her gaze.

Tanisha’s father was a Sarpanch and his father was just a farmer. Another barrier lied between them , the caste between them.Tanisha was from a high caste while Sasank was from a low cast and Tanisha’s father would not allow it to happen and also the village people but as said who can stop from falling in love. Nothing appeared to impede his itinerary of making the queen of the village as his queen , not the villagers nor her father and not even the differences. They soon fell for each other knowing that their journey would be difficult .Tanisha did not cared about anything , Sasank illiteracy , Sasank level , caste .They loved each other , that was of upmost importance to them. Love make us blind , deaf everything and they were the example for it. They both knew what would happen to both if it would be known by Tanisha’s father and the village people.

Darjeeling’s smutty street , on the night of winter amongst the juddering cold. Some street dogs barking aloud no sign of light and all the locals on their deep sleep , a couple of young age hit the scene. Running through the empty roads their steps are aloud and heard .They seem running away from the vegetation ,with both hand in hand where love and care was seen , where love was expressed the way they were holding each other and running , maybe unknowing of their destination. They were running and there seemed no option for them to stop because the darkness was not stopping them from running. The scene was like proving various love quotations- hold my hand and we will explore the world.

The girl in the scene was Tanisha , a cute girl most importantly she would be better introduced as the village head daughter. Her father was the head of one of the village in Darjeeling and the boy in the scene was Sasank , a boy from the same village. His father was a farmer.

“Sasank I love you” Tanisha said in a soft voice.

“I love you too” he said and held her hand and kept running. They had made a plan of leaving the place the next morning and for the night they had to spend the night in the streets itself as all the hotels was closed .

The weariness , the coldness , the absence of shelter overcame them and in night they choose a small corner to the side of the streets to embrace each other.

From one corner there came a spark of light from the street light and there their eyes met each others as if both have many questions to ask each other.

Tanisha eyes dimmed with tears.

“Sasank I love you” .

“I love you too Tanisha”.Tanisha was worried of Sasank if something wrong goes then her father won’t leave Sasank .

“Baby I know you are from a very good family. You are educated but I am not .We have so much difference and you know right I don’t have a big house to keep you but dear I will promise I will never let you down. I will do anything to make you happy. You are my strength”.

Tanisha forwarded her hand and held Sasank’s tight.

Under the surface of clouds

They slumbered on each other arms

Dreaming of the next day

The day of their victory

And the fall behind of differences between them.

15 Days After The Night: 14th February , 1980

Dear Dad,

I am sorry for what I did but what I could do. You never understood me .You never understood love. I loved Sasank but you did not allowed me to do so. You would have made me apart from Sasank but you don’t know papa ,we had made promises of never leaving each other , to be with one another in every condition .I am doing this for the promise I made .You have told me Gorkha’s don’t break their promises so I am not breaking it .I want to die and be with Sasank .Dad love never dies. This was the last option for me to be with Sasank so I am hanging myself. Please don’t make this happen with my little sister. Dad everything has become static. Now here I feel alone and feel myself left alone. I never expected that you would be so rude .Mom and Dad I know you love me but sorry I never meant to hurt you doing this .Dad I can’t forget Sasank and my future has no meaning without him .I hope you will understand me. You are not the reason for my death .I have committed this suicide because of my own personal problem and no one is reason behind it. I will be happy dying rather living with pain and the burden that I have killed my love. I am sorry mom and dad.

Lots of love,

Your daughter

The letter was found on the table in the room where she had hanged herself. Her mom and died was crying seeing her daughter in that condition .They would have never thought that she would commit suicide .Soon the empty room was filled with all the neighbors.Tanisha’s friends and relatives and the house was echoed with cries .”How can you do that didi ? “ Tanisha’s sister cried out.

“Mom and Dad it’s all because of you. You killed didi”.

Though it sounded a little confusing ,the inspector inquired Tanisha’s parents on what had happened. She did not spoke out and saw towards her husband and finally after some minutes spoke out. She dictated the whole story.

Tanisha was in love with a boy named Sasank .They loved each other but Sasank was a farmer’s boy and they were low caste people so there was no scope for them to be with each other but even out of all the odds they did not stop .Knowing the fact they won’t be given to be with each other or marry each other they took a big step of running away from the city and marrying each other. On their way they were caught by the villagers and , she stopped and started crying horribly.

“And what happened” the police man asked.

“The villagers killed Sasank” she broke out in mid of her cry. “It is because of this she has committed suicide. We are the reason for her suicide .If we would have accepted them then it would not have happened”.

The inspector was surprised of the story just narrated by Tanisha’s mother. It was hard for him to believe the fact that what he used to see in television would happen in real . there would be someone who would sacrifice her life for her love.

“I am sorry but we would have to take you two in charge. How could you do this?”the constables were ordered to handcuff them.

The inspector started rounding up the other rooms. He got to sight through a semi opened door , there was spill of blood all over the bathroom and on the mirror she had written something with her blood-

“ Sasank I am the reason for your death .I am coming to you , to live with you .I love you “.

The police man went numbed of the scene. How one can love so much ? He realized there exist love till now. Though it was not a good thing to do but the suicide remained in admiration where a girl and boy showed the essence of true love.

Past of the caste

They made their lives last

Off the vicious world

Where history rewritten

As of Romeo and Juliet

Where they choose to live under the same sun

Their death spoke ,

love sees nothing

neither caste nor creed

it just sees the bound of two.