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Part 8 (Last Part)
A Second Chance
Most are fortunate to
have one true love in
their lives, but for others
it comes again like a gentle
breeze,caressing the tendrils
of life.
Love stirs the soul,opening
it to the beauty of special
moments and feelings sublime.
The heart is enriched,and made
whole as the rapture of love
encases it, holding tight, to
be etched forever in the tabloids
of time...
Author Anonymous
Since December the relationship between Jai and Bani had improved and they had become friends. Both of them were talking about their work, sharing problems, hanging out, or watching and movie. Even Bani's family had given Jai an second chance, but Nishikant still gave cold glares to Jai. Which Ranveer told Jai to ignore and told him.
"Welcome to the family, and get use to it, as I have since I married Rano."
Rano had also forgave Jai, but she told him not to hurt her niece or her baby sister, or she would really use her gun and chase Jai with it.
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The branches of the trees were bare making it look the grasses were uncut and tall, spooky in the rainy April afternoon sky in Florida.. As , he always had hated visiting the cemetery since he was the child but today he had came here to bid farewell to two people who he loved dearly and will always remained closed to his heart, no matter where he is at.
As he put the violets in front of his mom grave and kneeled down, his eyes averted from her tombstone.
"Hey mom, I have come here to ask your blessing before I get married to Bani Dixit, she is an wonderful, if you were alive, you would had also liked her. Bani and I have an beautiful five month daughter name Asha Jyoti.
Mom, I want you to forgive me, his gaze meant the tombstone, I had been such an jerk to Bani, and treated her like tissue paper, and I know you and dad both had taught all three of your sons to show respect to woman and treat them nice, like how you wanted your mothers and sisters to be treated. So mom, I hope you forgive me. Tears were forming in his eyes.
He heard an thunder in the sky. Winds were blowing softly as he felt, like someone had tapped his shoulders, when he looked up he saw no one, but saw an feather fly up and land on the flowers than the brought for his mother, as if indicating that she has forgave him.
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"Hey champ, here is your favorite flower, an yellow daisy, I remember you used to always run into moms garden and pick yellow daisy's and hand them to her, and she always used to have an biggest smile on her face. You will used to say Jello, pretty daisy's, see I haven't forgotten about your flowers all these years. "
An moment of silence passed by and Jai looked up and read his son tombstone that said in the beloved memory of Om J. Walia the son of Jai Walia, and Meera Walia Gupta. No matter how mad he was, Jai couldn't change who his child mother was, and after all she had brought him into the world, and he couldn't take her rights away.
Om, I haven't visited you for 7 long years, but it doesn't mean I haven't forgotten you buddy. You will always remain in my heart and in my memory no matter what. I wanted to tell you have an beautiful sister name Asha, she resembles a lot like you."
I hope I able to be an good father to Asha like I was to you. He wiped his tears rolling down his cheeks, with his fingers, and light sprinkles from the clouds started pouring down to the grounds.
"You will are a wonderful father Jai" said
Few feet away from him, he was surprise to see Bani, holding an umbrella and walking towards him, and in one hand she was carrying two roses, one in white and one in yellow.
Bani, you here? He asked in surprise.
Why should I be? As she kneeled down next to him
shouldn't you be at my house? He looked at her.
"No, I should be with you and give my support. Besides I also wanted to meet your mom and Om as she got up and place an white rose on Jai's mom grave.
"Krishna Mom, you have raised and wonderful son, whom I dearly love and promise to take care of him with all my heart" As she placed her hand over her heart.
Hi Om, how are you?
Well my name is Bani Dixit, and I am going to be your Dad's second wife, she place an yellow rose on his tombstone which resembles friendship. I have bought you something, taking small packet and unwrapping it. It showed an family picture of Jai, Asha, and Bani, which taken during Christmas. Jai placed his hand on Bani, and his eyes told her he appreciated her gestures.
I thought you might enjoy an family picture, and when my daughter grows up I will tell you about an elder brother she never got the chance to meet.
The light rained at stopped an rainbow appeared in the sky. Hand in hand, they both walked out of the cemetery to start and new beginning with each other, and somewhere up in heaven Krishna Walia was playing with her grandson Om Walia, and cuddling and loving him like Mukesh Walia is loving and pampering Asha Walia.
Happy Reading😛
The End
---This is the last part of Loving the Wrong person.
Thanks everyone for commenting and bearing with my updates.
Silent Readers and everyone else leave your wonderful comments they would really encourage me.😳
Well I couldn't think of an ending for this story, when I was doing an report on an author for my English class I read an book by Nora Roberts called Carolina Moonlight, and I loved her ending, so I borrowed it and ended Jai and Bani and all my wordings are original. 😆😆😆
Edited by *Piku* - 17 years ago
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