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A Haunting Split

Updated: October 6, 2012 11:45 am

The most terrible and pathetic part of a man’s life is when one’s marriage ends in a divorce. The nuptial break-up leaves one with a pungent taste. He dissolves inch by inch that gives an emotional scar for the whole life. The read well woven with the loose ends of a broken marriage talks about a marriage on the rocks that breeds hatred, frustration and takes one ditched to the stream of sorrows where he’s left flailing.

The novel deftly authored by Minty Tejpal tells about a divorce, an evitable truth once destined and how the victim starts picking those shattered shards. The fate of such a married life tears the whole life into shreds. He goes into pensive mode and recalls all those emoted knots. The novel speaks of these sentimentalised psyche of one fell apart.

“I am tired and confused. I am surrounded by darkness, and I am groping for the right path. Only you can take me to the light, but unless you love me body, mind and soul, it won’t work. Only you, loving me totally and unconditionally physically, mentally and emotionally will provide the magic balm. I can understand if you are tired, but I need your help, support and love. I am full of negativity, frustration and bitterness. Only your love can wash away this muck. Every time we make love, my anger, fear and confusion melt away, a bit at a time. Every time you hug and kiss me I feel wanted and special again. You are the balm to my tortured soul.”

These lines are too nostalgic, that speak of a bruised heart. Once a marriage starts cracking up, the whole social fabric is threatened. It’s a very scary sight. The Last Love Letter is an extremely cathartic experience enveloping in it a painful and frustrating scratch.

The book displaying emotional battles waged between the two, brings forth the hard experienced life of the narrator. Tejpal told tacitly few horrifying tales panning the real life after marriage, how one has to accommodate and adjust the maladjustments. The book is more like an autobiography talking about a divorce, a malaise spreading across the country and this comes of marriage, demands multiply despite the fact that supply to meet them is constantly intact.

Turning over few more pages to discover the truth out of marriage, it’s honeymoon period for years in the beginning of a married life then acrimony laced with fragile ego spills every now and then. Expectations breed frustration. Things start falling apart out of expectations soaring overnight. It further narrates that one can live even without marriage and marriage hampers the smooth functioning of life, one can live one’s life through spirituality.

Minty feels somewhat duped by the one who promised to shape together a better tomorrow. The writer seems filled with abhorrence—it appears the marriage, an institution comprising responsibilities and expectations, will go up in smoke and the feelings felt in the tie will evaporate in times ahead, and rough weather is in store. After some time only contract marriage will survive.

The book is worth a read. Minty knits a yarn out of his terrible experience that started from Chandigarh where he was raised with education and also his home town Hissar. He staged characters based on his split family, his brother and sting operations. His association with a tabloid later turned into a magazine was amazing. He also mentions how some political party tried to bully them when its stalwarts were caught accepting bribes during a sting by the website My Media. The novel writes about the initial hiccups when the tabloid took off and also it tells about Minty’s staying in Mumbai and Delhi as well.

By Syed Wajid Ali

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