Hard decision 2

It was really hard for me to move on.  I was trapped in the webs of society so it was impossible for me to stay. I walked on trying not to look back at him but I failed. I thought of looking at his deep eyes for one last time and turned back and then she was there 'his love of life'. I was amazed seeing her there. I had no idea why was she there?

"Enough of all this", I said to myself and went towards my destination. His images were still moving around my eyes but I tried diverting my attention. Just then, I thought if he really loved me he would have asked me to stay... He would have told his beloved what was in his heart but he simply stood there as a coward. Maybe all that mattered to him was his false prestige which would be damaged if he stayed with me.

Then what was it that I saw in his deep eyes? Wasn't it love? How can I be so much dumb? It shouldn't matter to me whether he loves me or not. The only thing that should matter is "love is only about giving not taking". If he wants to be with his "love of life" and loves his 'prestige' more than me, then let things be as it is.

Now it was time to return my motherland. I had departed for there 16 years ago promising my "motherland" that I would return one day and do something great for her. And the time had come. I returned "Nepal" with all my experiences and knowledge. I was sure that I would fulfill my promise and make my country world champion. But still his images were alive inside me and I continued my journey making his memory my strength.