Love Capsule: “I left a good man for money” – Times of India

As I sat alone on the edge of my bed, my heart was heavy with conflicting emotions. Across the room, the man I loved for the past 4 years was packing his belongings into cardboard boxes. It was a painful sight, but one that I had brought upon myself. I was leaving a good man solely because I wanted more money.
When I first met Prakash, I was immediately drawn to his warmth and kindness.He was the epitome of stability—he was emotionally supportive, caring, and very loving. Together, we built a life that was comfortable and secure. But as time went on, I couldn’t shake the nagging feeling that something was missing. Money had always been a point of difference between us. He was content with our modest lifestyle, finding joy in the simple things. He worked diligently while I always had the ambition to earn more money and live a luxurious lifestyle. I craved the luxuries and financial freedom that seemed just out of reach. The constant desire for more money began to consume me. My thoughts were filled with money and it seemed to cloud my judgment. I started resenting Prakash for not being as ambitious as I was. I blamed him for holding me back from the life I believed I deserved. The seed of discontent had taken root, and I convinced myself that leaving him was the only way to attain the financial success I desired.
As I watched him place the last box into his car, tears welled up in my eyes. I knew that breaking his heart was an unforgivable act, but I convinced myself that the pursuit of wealth was worth the sacrifice. I was driven by the idea that with more money, I could finally be happy. In the aftermath of our separation, I dove headfirst into the corporate world, seeking positions that promised greater financial rewards. I became obsessed with climbing the ladder, working long hours and sacrificing my personal life for the pursuit of wealth. The promotions came and the paychecks increased, but I lost a fulfilling relationship with Prakash.
The more money I earned, the more I realised that it couldn’t buy the love and connection I had lost. The loneliness within me grew unbearable and I felt an immense guilt for leaving someone who loved me with all his heart.
I managed to buy a penthouse later, but I was left all alone in that empty space. I let go of a loyal and caring person who would have stuck with me through thick and thin.