It was snowing a lot today. Sadly, today was my last day here. I didn't want to leave. This place was just so beautiful. Mast, as we say in my Mumbai. "I wanted to ask you if you would do something for me." said my tour guide and friend, Rahil, as I got into the car. "Sure, tell me," I replied. "Well, would you mind dropping this off at my friend's house over there? I would do it myself, but I want to give him a surprise, so yeah." "Of course, why not? Give the gift to me." I got out of the car and walked towards the house that Rahil had pointed out. Rahil had said just to leave the gift outside. So I did. As I turned to leave, I saw a man come out. He was probably around my Dads age. I was about to greet him, but then I remembered what Rahil said, "Just leave the gift there and come back. No need to say anything to anyone." As I walked back to the car, I saw a girl. A beautiful girl. An angel covered in white snow. That is what she looked like in that white dress. "Raghu, hurry up!" Rahil called. "Yeah, yeah I'm coming." With that I sat in the car and we left. I heard something loud as our car left the area.
I woke up with a start. That horrible memory will never leave my mind. After all, I was responsible for someone's pain, though I hadn't known that at the time. I wish I had never gone to Kashmir. If I hadn't gone there, none of that would have had happened. But then again, if I hadn't gone to Kashmir, I wouldn't have seen her, my angel. . I turned to my right and saw her sleeping peacefully next to me. She looked just as beautiful as she did the first time I saw her. I still can't believe that she is mine. We have been married for two years now. And today was her father's 3rd death anniversary. And I was responsible for it.
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