But, when Ilakiya abruptly ended things, it felt like a bomb had exploded in his life. He couldn't understand why she would do this to him, and the feelings of anger, hurt, and betrayal consumed him. He couldn't shake off the feeling of rejection and abandonment. He felt like he had lost a part of himself, and he couldn't imagine living without her.
"I can't believe she just left me like this. I gave her everything, my time, my love, my future. And she just throws it all away like it meant nothing to her," Anbu thought to himself, as he struggled to make sense of what had just happened. "How could she do this to me? How could she just walk away from everything we had?"
The pain and confusion he felt was overwhelming, and he couldn't shake off the feeling of betrayal. He had invested so much of himself into the relationship and now it was gone, and he was left with nothing but a broken heart and a feeling of emptiness
Anbu tried desperately to reach out to Ilakiya, to understand the reason for the break-up, but all his attempts were met with failure. He sent her countless text messages and left voicemails, pleading with her to talk to him, to explain what had gone wrong.
"Ilakiya please, I just want to talk. I need to understand why you did this."
"I'm sorry if I did something wrong, please tell me so I can fix it."
"I love you, please don't do this to me."
However, none of his messages ever reached her. She had blocked him on all social networks and changed her phone number. He realized that she didn't want to have any contact with him, and his messages were just falling on deaf ears. He felt like he had been erased from her life, and it was a constant reminder of the rejection and abandonment he felt. He felt like he was hitting a dead end, and the more he tried to reach her, the more he felt the pain of rejection.
Anbu's mind was consumed with thoughts of Ilakiya, leaving him unable to focus on anything else. The constant rumination over their relationship and the reasons for its end took a toll on his mental and physical well-being. He found himself struggling to sleep and eat, losing weight and energy at an alarming rate. He dropped over 10kg in a month, his clothes were loose and he looked gaunt.
His mother noticed the change in him and confronted him about his weight loss. "Anbu, what's going on? You've lost so much weight, are you not eating? Is everything okay?" she asked with concern in her voice.
Anbu ignored her and just shrugged, "I'm fine, just busy with work," he replied, avoiding her gaze.
"I can't believe she's gone, and I don't know why. I can't focus on anything else, I can't even paint or write anymore," Anbu thought to himself, as he sat alone in his room, staring at the blank canvas in front of him. "I used to find solace in my art and music, but now it all feels pointless without her."
Anbu's performance at work started to degrade as his obsession with Ilakiya consumed him. He found it difficult to focus on his tasks and became increasingly distracted, neglecting his responsibilities and making mistakes. His colleagues and supervisors began to notice the change in his behavior and started to express their concerns.
His colleagues would notice his constant distraction and ask, "Anbu, is everything okay? You've been distant lately, and your work is suffering."
He would reply, "I'm fine, just a lot on my mind."
His supervisor would pull him aside and say "Anbu, I'm worried about you, your work has been slipping and you've been making mistakes. I need you to focus, or we may have to consider other options."
Anbu knew that his behavior was affecting his work, but he couldn't shake off the thoughts of Ilakiya. He realized that he needed to do something about it before it was too late.
Anbu became obsessed with understanding the reason behind Ilakiya's sudden departure from his life. He spent hours stalking her online, going through her social media profiles, and trying to gather information from mutual friends. He was desperate to know more about her future husband, marriage plans, and other aspects of her life. He would see her pictures online, smiling and happy, with her fiance and it was like a knife through his heart. The images haunted him, fueling his anger and desire for revenge. He couldn't accept that she was happy while he was left in a state of pain and suffering.
"How could she do this to me? How could she just use me when she needed me and then abandon me like I'm nothing? I can't believe she'd be so inhumane," Anbu thought to himself as he stared at a picture of Ilakiya and her fiance. "I have to make her pay, I have to make her feel the same pain that I'm feeling."
His obsession with understanding why she left him and seeking revenge was all-consuming, it was affecting his mental and physical well-being, his relationships
Anbu became fixated on the idea of getting revenge on Ilakiya, and he would stop at nothing to make her feel the same pain that he was feeling. He began sending her hate messages via anonymous social media profiles, using vile and abusive language to try and hurt her. He spent all of his time and energy trying to find new ways to make her suffer, even going so far as to stalk her in person.
He would show up at her college and usual hangout spots uninvited, watching her from a distance, and trying to intimidate her. His behavior became increasingly disturbing and obsessive, as he became consumed with the idea of making Ilakiya pay for what she had done to him.
Anbu's behavior became increasingly erratic and unstable as his obsession with revenge consumed him. He became increasingly aggressive and short-tempered, lashing out at anyone who crossed his path. His once kind and gentle demeanor had been replaced with a constant anger and hostility.
His friends and family noticed the change in him and started to distance themselves. They couldn't deal with his constant outbursts and negative attitude. They were worried about him and tried to intervene, but he would just push them away.
His best friend, Ram, confronted him, "Anbu, what's going on with you? You're not yourself anymore. You're always angry and lashing out at people."
Anbu replied, "Dude, just leave me alone."
His sister, Sowmi, also tried to reach out to him, "Anbu, we're worried about you. You're not the same person anymore. You're always so angry and distant."
Anbu just shrugged her off and said, "Don't you have other things to do? Don't go around poking your nose in my business."
His behavior started to affect his relationships and career, as he became increasingly difficult to deal with. His colleagues and supervisors started to avoid him, and he started to lose his friends. He was consumed by his obsession and was unable to see the damage it was causing to himself and the people around him.
His once-promising career also started to suffer as a result of his behavior. He would miss deadlines, neglect his responsibilities and make mistakes that cost the company. His colleagues and supervisors started to lose faith in his abilities, and he was passed over for promotions and opportunities. He was in danger of losing his job, and his reputation in the industry was at stake.
One day, his boss Mr. Vannia called him into his office for a meeting.
"Anbu, I need to talk to you about your work performance. At first impression, you seemed to me like a promising candidate for my position some day. I had high hopes for you. But lately, your performance has been slipping, you've been missing deadlines and making mistakes," Mr. Vannia said, with a stern look on his face."Are you having any personal problems?"
Anbu tried to defend himself, "I'm sorry, I've just had a lot on my mind lately."
"That's not an excuse, Anbu. Your work is suffering and it's affecting your future prospects in the company," Mr. Vannia replied. "I'm telling you this because I care about you. Take a few days off. Solve your problems. It would be such a shame if we let a talent like yours go to waste due to personal problems."
Anbu knew that his behavior was affecting his work, but he couldn't shake off the thoughts of Ilakiya. He realized that he needed to do something about it before it was too late. He realized that his obsession with revenge was not only hurting Ilakiya but also himself and the people around him
He realized that Ilakiya was not worth the pain he had caused himself and others. He finally decided to let go of his anger and moved on.
Mr. Vannia noticed Anbu's renewed resolve from his expression and suggested, "Anbu, I think you need to get some help. I suggest you take a look at this yoga institution, they have some really good meditation classes that helped me maintain focus amidst difficult situations I faced before."
He handed Anbu a pamphlet and continued, "It's worth a shot, and it won't hurt to try. It helped me, and I'm sure it will help you too."
Anbu took the pamphlet and looked at it. To his surprise, one of the main coordinators of the organization was his college friend Geetha. He couldn't believe that the person who could help him was someone he knew.
Anbu thanked Mr. Vannia for the suggestion and left the office.
He called Geetha, "Hey Geetha, it's Anbu. I heard you're working at this yoga institution, I think I need some help, can I join your classes?"
Geetha replied with excitement, "Anbu! It's so good to hear from you. Yes, of course, I'll be happy to help you. When can you come to our next class?"
Anbu realized that the help he needed was right in front of him all along, and he was grateful that Mr. Vannia suggested the yoga institution and that he reconnected with Geetha.
During the class, Anbu opened up to Geetha about his obsession with Ilakiya and how it had consumed him.
Geetha listened patiently and then said, "Anbu, you need to let go of the past and focus on the present. You can't change what happened, but you can control how you react to it. Through meditation and yoga, you can learn to let go of your anger and find peace within yourself."
Anbu decided to follow her guidance, and with time, he hoped to let go of his anger and obsession. He started working on finding peace within himself and to move on with his life.
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