Adultery Love Sex And War Part 1 : Age Of Darkness

[Rocky@handsome]

                                                     
END OF CHAPTER 20


The most striking part of this update was Hemant’s incredible maturity—breaking Sonarika’s mangalsutra himself and wiping off the sindoor, clearly declaring, “You are dead to me.”

But what about Sonarika? Absolutely nothing happened to her. Her betrayal is brushed off by blaming Hemant’s weaknesses, and whatever she has with Vikram is glorified as “true love.” Meanwhile, the deep, resilient, and powerful love between Hemant and Sonarika is dismissed as selfish and mere gratitude—an absolute slap and blatant insult to their relationship.[/align]

It’s shocking how the definition of love has been twisted nowadays for convenience and desire.

For me, real love means sacrifice, understanding each other’s flaws, being each other’s pillar through hardships, standing as each other's strength through storms, and building a kingdom with each and every single stone—many more countless elements—that was the love Hemant and Sonarika shared before Vikram entered their lives.

But now, that kind of love is labeled weak.

Instead, passion born from physical attraction—especially when it’s “forbidden”—is hailed as the only true love.

Sure, passion fades after marriage, kids, responsibilities, and spending lots of time together. Husbands get tired, stressed, can’t always perform perfectly—that’s human. But does that justify a wife throwing away her husband’s sacrifices to chase a fleeting thrill? What selfishness!

Then this “lover’s love” is called true love just because it’s sexier or more exciting—like life with the lover will be all passion and no responsibilities, no ups and downs.

And when that fades, she’ll move on to someone even more handsome or passionate—again justified as “true love.”

Maybe my idea of love is old-fashioned, but don't forget desire—the basis of this new-fashioned love—is never-ending and unlimited.

For me, love means calm and peace, and that’s what Sonarika had in Hemant’s arms. Their love was solid, like a rock.

Sonarika strangled that love and spat on it.

And now? She’ll live happily with Vikram, having gotten exactly what she wanted—no remorse, no punishment, no sadness for losing Hemant. Her only regret is a fleeting sadness over the stroke Hemant suffered because of her betrayal—and that’s it.

What kind of justice is this?

I'm really sorry, Harry—but I really can't accept such injustice towards Hemant.

My view is clear—Sonarika doesn’t even deserve the right to be happy without Hemant. She doesn’t even deserve to be called a decent human being.

Sonarika stands out as the worst kind of selfish human being, utterly lacking any respect for the sacred love and sacrifices Hemant made for her. She betrayed a love built on trust, understanding, and deep emotional connection, reducing it to nothing but selfish desire and convenience. Her actions show zero remorse or guilt—she walks away happily with Vikram, leaving destruction behind without any accountability.

Such brazen betrayal and disrespect deserve the severest punishment—there should be no mercy for Sonarika. Her behavior not only wounds Hemant but also mocks the very idea of true love and loyalty. Anyone who can so callously discard a strong, caring relationship just for momentary passion shows a toxic selfishness that must be held accountable.

Regards
Rocky ❤️