He, a well known musician in his early 40s
She was a performing artist in her early 30s
They had worked in a stage presentation 13 years ago
She was a dance student then and in college....
He was a young struggling artist then...
They hardly interacted with each other at that time...
She was under the wings of her dance Guru...
He was under the pressure of providing for his newly started family....
More than a decade ahead a lot many things had happened....
She married the love of her life, settled into marital bliss, had a son and successfully taught at her dance academy for 10 years...
She was happy and joyful, for life seemed a blessing with a supportive husband and an adorable offspring...
He on the other hand had two kids from his marriage but eventually divorced his wife and lived a life of solitude practicing his art...
Career was on a decent roll, he performed in concerts all over the world...
He was into glamour limelight and fame...
He was happy with music but somewhat alone , lonely and deprived....
He saw her on Facebook and sent her a friend request since they had many mutual friends...
She recollected a few stage presentations that they had done in the past and added him....
She was glad to see him again and was happy to come in contact with an artist like him...
Utmost respect, networking, creative interaction, getting to learn new things were a few things that she was excited about this reconnection....
Pleasantries were exchanged and so were numbers...
They spoke on phone about the shows in the past Nostalgia and the fun they used to have at the rehearsals back then...
He shared his past which was unfortunately not all good...
She had all good things to share about her life....
He messaged her constantly...
At first she thought it is about the excitement or tuning of meeting a new friend....
But slowly the messages became incessant...
The messages became obsessively urgent and compulsively expectant laced...
He messaged her day and night...
She tried to reason...
Maybe it's deprivation maybe it's mid life crisis...
She tried to ignore...
She tried to confront...
She politely tried to not pick his continuous calls...
He came to meet her at her house...
She welcomed him with subtle fear of what she sensed was about to come...
He tried to get close and that flashed a light in her head....
Yes he was well known
Yes he was a popular artist
Yes he was successful and busy...
Yes his music had demand....
But that did not define who he was as a person....
She did not want drama....
She firmly objected his advances
Fortunately her husband arrived just in time...
He left cordially....
She chose to let this sink in....
She did not react nor did she respond....
As soon as he left she again received lewd messages from him...
She had an option of telling this to her husband...
She had an option of bringing this forth to public notice by sharing the screen shots of messages on networking site...
She had an option of reasoning as well.... Which she did try...
Talking it out to her closest friends....
Listening to Freudian philosophy and counter questioning the theory of non judgement that she believed in until then she blocked him...
On Facebook On watsapp On truecaller....
She couldn't change any perspective neither hers nor his....
He called it sharing....
Maybe he misunderstood her free spirited radical thinking rational reasoning non judgemental attitude as an invitation for getting close
Maybe physical gratification was routine and random for him
But this incidence was both deeply saddening (not Shocking though) and extremely discouraging...
She held secret fear of making new friends....
She was now overtly cautious about PR and networking...
Her outlook towards man woman dynamics were shaky...
She was about to lose faith in goodness around...
Did this made her clever? Smart? Experienced? No....
Why did she choose to open up to her closest friends but not to her husband?
Did she cradled innate fear of being judged by her own hubby... For not recognising good from bad?
Was she afraid of being labelled as stupid by her life partner???
All said and done she changed...
For good, for bad time would tell...
What happened to him....
Maybe He is about to change some other young woman soon....
Does the need for physical gratification always surpass the need for creative evolution and/or image maintenance ???
She was a performing artist in her early 30s
They had worked in a stage presentation 13 years ago
She was a dance student then and in college....
He was a young struggling artist then...
They hardly interacted with each other at that time...
She was under the wings of her dance Guru...
He was under the pressure of providing for his newly started family....
More than a decade ahead a lot many things had happened....
She married the love of her life, settled into marital bliss, had a son and successfully taught at her dance academy for 10 years...
She was happy and joyful, for life seemed a blessing with a supportive husband and an adorable offspring...
He on the other hand had two kids from his marriage but eventually divorced his wife and lived a life of solitude practicing his art...
Career was on a decent roll, he performed in concerts all over the world...
He was into glamour limelight and fame...
He was happy with music but somewhat alone , lonely and deprived....
He saw her on Facebook and sent her a friend request since they had many mutual friends...
She recollected a few stage presentations that they had done in the past and added him....
She was glad to see him again and was happy to come in contact with an artist like him...
Utmost respect, networking, creative interaction, getting to learn new things were a few things that she was excited about this reconnection....
Pleasantries were exchanged and so were numbers...
They spoke on phone about the shows in the past Nostalgia and the fun they used to have at the rehearsals back then...
He shared his past which was unfortunately not all good...
She had all good things to share about her life....
He messaged her constantly...
At first she thought it is about the excitement or tuning of meeting a new friend....
But slowly the messages became incessant...
The messages became obsessively urgent and compulsively expectant laced...
He messaged her day and night...
She tried to reason...
Maybe it's deprivation maybe it's mid life crisis...
She tried to ignore...
She tried to confront...
She politely tried to not pick his continuous calls...
He came to meet her at her house...
She welcomed him with subtle fear of what she sensed was about to come...
He tried to get close and that flashed a light in her head....
Yes he was well known
Yes he was a popular artist
Yes he was successful and busy...
Yes his music had demand....
But that did not define who he was as a person....
She did not want drama....
She firmly objected his advances
Fortunately her husband arrived just in time...
He left cordially....
She chose to let this sink in....
She did not react nor did she respond....
As soon as he left she again received lewd messages from him...
She had an option of telling this to her husband...
She had an option of bringing this forth to public notice by sharing the screen shots of messages on networking site...
She had an option of reasoning as well.... Which she did try...
Talking it out to her closest friends....
Listening to Freudian philosophy and counter questioning the theory of non judgement that she believed in until then she blocked him...
On Facebook On watsapp On truecaller....
She couldn't change any perspective neither hers nor his....
He called it sharing....
Maybe he misunderstood her free spirited radical thinking rational reasoning non judgemental attitude as an invitation for getting close
Maybe physical gratification was routine and random for him
But this incidence was both deeply saddening (not Shocking though) and extremely discouraging...
She held secret fear of making new friends....
She was now overtly cautious about PR and networking...
Her outlook towards man woman dynamics were shaky...
She was about to lose faith in goodness around...
Did this made her clever? Smart? Experienced? No....
Why did she choose to open up to her closest friends but not to her husband?
Did she cradled innate fear of being judged by her own hubby... For not recognising good from bad?
Was she afraid of being labelled as stupid by her life partner???
All said and done she changed...
For good, for bad time would tell...
What happened to him....
Maybe He is about to change some other young woman soon....
Does the need for physical gratification always surpass the need for creative evolution and/or image maintenance ???
#notsotinytales
- Prajakta Sathe.
- Prajakta Sathe.
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