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A Christmas gift from my side hope u like it
The Christmas I got my life
It was a beautiful winter morning the earth was covered with a sheet of white snow that shinned brightly when few scattered sunrays hit the ground the foggy morning atmosphere was filled with tinkling sound of jingle bells the streets of manali were filled with people dressed in coats hats and scarfs to ward off the chill in the air it seemed as if happiness was the sole emotion in the air n among such a happening environment in an old house there was a tree beautifully decorated with lights and presents heaped cutely around it while mistletoes were hanging from the ceiling at a few distance from the tree near the fire sat a man in his 20's holding a letter written by his sweet little princess to her santa clause
The letter read-
Dear santa,
Mera naam nishka kabir kumar h mere papa kehte h ki aap baccho se bohot pyaar karte ho aur Christmas ke din aap saare good boys and good girls ki saari wishes puri karte ho aur unko bohot saare gift bhi dete ho...santa I promise ma world ki sabse acchi bacchi banugi , the best one aur mujhe koi gifts bhi nahi cahiye bas meri ek wish puri kar do I want to meet my angel ...purab hai na mera best friend woh kehta hai ki uski mom uski angel hai vo bohot pretty hai aur usko apne magic se bohot saare sweet bhi banake khilati hai par vo apni angel mere saath share nahi karta hai vo bolta hai ki apni angel khud lekar aau par ma apni mumma kaha se lau papa ko toh nahi bol sakti vo pehle se hi mere liye itna hardwork karte h aur pareshaan ho jayege isliye aapse bol rahi hu plz mujhe meri angel se mila do sirf ek baar I promise ma papa ko kabhi pareshaan nahi karugi ma saare green leafy vegetables khaugi aur milk bhi piyugi aur apna homework bhi khud karugi par plz fulfill my wish
Love Nishka 😊
The innocence in her words filled his eyes with tears he slowly walked to the room where his princess was sleeping peacefully cuddling a pilow her heavy eyelashes the innocent curve formed by her pink rosy lips and her long black hairs every feature of his princess reminded him of Nisha he sat on the bed besides her and started caressing her head with his hand while she mumbled something in her sleep he bent a bit closer to her n what he heard was enough to break his heart "I miss you mumma" she said
"How could god be so cruel to such a pure soul" he thought he closed his eyes and let the tears role down his cheeks the tear drop that escape from his eyes fell in her little plam the little girl slowly opened her eyes n found her daddy sitting besides her with his eyes closed "papa"she said in her sweet voice kabir hurriedly wiped his tears n plastered a smile on his lips "merry Christmas princess" he said trying to sound as happy as he can "merry Christmas papa...par aap ro kyu rahe ho"asked the innocent 6 year old girl "ma kaha ro raha hu princess see m smiling"
"papa jhut bolna galat baat hoti h yeh dekho aapka tear" she said this forwarding her little plam
Kabir held her tiny hand in his large one's n kissed them
"sorry beta I won't cry now"
"promise??"
"promise beta...chalo ab aap jaldi se ready ho jao phir hume gifts bhi toh kholne ha"
"ok ma abhi ready hoke aati hu" saying so she ran towards the washroom bt stopped at the entrance she turned to her papa and asked"papa santa clause aaye the kya unhone meri wish puri??"
Kabir felt like crying bt he controlled his tears n managed to give her a weak smile
"beta aap good girl ho na santa aapki wish jarur puri karenge...ab chalo jaldi ready ho jao"
She nodded her head positively n ran from there
After a while nishka and kabir were opening the presents heaped around the Christmas tree bt nishka was least interested in it she was waiting for santa clause to fulfill her wish kabir noticed it he felt helpless at that time
"princess kya hua aap itne sad sad kyu ho?"
"kuch nahi papa"
"how could such a small girl be strong enough to hide all her pain in her sweet little heart" he thought
"princess aap gifts dekho ma abhi aata hu"
"ohkk papa"
He rushed to his room n closed the door behind he couldn't control himself anymore n broke down crying
"why god why??? She is such a small life why is all this happening to her why can't she live a happy life with her mom n dad??why so much pain for her"
"kabir dard insaan ko aur himmat deta hai" her words rang in his mind
"tu sahi thi nisha is dard ne hamari beti ko itni himaat di hai ki vo apni life ki us sacchai ka saamna kar sake...ma nahi jaanta ma jo kar raha hu vo sahi hai ya galat par ma use ab aur andhere ma nahi rakh sakta"
He went near the tree where the little girl was playing with the gifts kabir could see few tear marks on her face and a fake smile on her lips he sat besides her and asked
"princess aaj papa aapko aapki angel ke pass lekar jaa rahe hai chaloge??"
"mumma ke pass"
"haa beta mumma ke pass"
She nodded her head positively and ran to her room after a while she returned with a piece of paper in her hand
"yeh kya hai princess?"asked kabir
"papa yeh greeting card mana mumma ke liye banaya tha school ma craft competition tha na tab"
Kabir smiled at her and they drove to hospital soon they were standing outside a hospital room nishka clutched on kabir's hand tightly and hid behind him he slowly took her inside the room
There laid a beautiful lady...the love of his life attached to machines nishka at first was a bit scared bt slowly left his hand and walked towards her she climed the bed slowly and sat beside her mumma she slowly kissed her forehead and told
"papa my angel is more beautiful than purab's angel"
"princess your angel is the most beautiful angel in the world"
Nishka smiled at his father and laid besides her mom she cuddled her mom and slept there peacefully
The room was now silent only the beep of the machine could be heard and two beautiful creations of god were sleeping peacefully while a man sat there admiring the reasons for him to live with sad tears in his eyes
He held nisha's hand in his hand and cried his heart out it have been three years now whole three years without her cute antics , without her cheerful smile , without addictive energy without everything it have been three years she haven't spoken anything three years of sadness its been a year since those machines have been helping her live.
"Nishu aisa kyu kar rahi tu hamare saath aisa kyu chup hai aaj hamesha toh tu itni baate karti rehti thi phir ab chup kyu hai...ab teri chuppi aur bardash nahi hoti nisha kuch bol nishu plz kuch bol...pichle teen saalo se apne andar ek khaali pan mehsus kar raha hu jab bhi nishka ki taraf dekhta hu toh uski aankho ma vo dard dekhta hu na bohot helpless feel karta hu yaar...kai baar koshish ki thi ki use tere pass laa saku par hamesa darta tha ki agar vo tujhe is haalat ma nahi dekh payi toh agar vo dar gayi toh aur ab dekh kitne aaram se so rahi hai pichle teen saalo ma kabhi mana Ise itne sukoon se soote hue nahi dekha nisha mere liye na sahi nishka ke liye apni aakhe khol de plz nishu"
He closed his eyes n kept crying...his body shuddered with pain and tears kept flowing through his eyes...the day she laid on the bed lifelessly in coma due to that car accident not making any moment not smiling at him and not teasing him he lost the will to face himself to smile to live even though her body was supported by machines she was yet his reason to live...she couldn't talk to him bt her heart yet beats for him he knew the chances of her recovery were very less bt he never lost hopes he knew one day she would open her eyes and smile at him in the same way she use to do
He was yet crying when one of the tear drop fell on her closed eyes kabir held her hand more tightly and placed it on his heart he suddenly felt a hand gripping on his hand weakly he opened his eyes and found it to be of nisha's she was slowly gaining consciousness she slowly opened her eyes and whispered "k...ka...kabir"
"nishu nishu tu mujhe sun sakti hai...doctor doctor jaldi aaiye plz dekhiye nisha ko hosh aa gaya" shouted kabir
Doctors rushed to the room and were surprised to see nisha awake they checked nisha and smiled
"congratulations Mr kumar aapki wife vapas aa gayi...she is completely out of danger"
"thank you thank you so much doctor"said kabir
"don't thank me Mr kumar thank god"
Nishka who woke up due to soo much sound was sitting on the bed besides nisha with a broad smile on her face
Nisha looked at her daughter with tears in her eyes and extended her hand asking nishka to give her a hug nishka without wasting a minute circled her small arms around her mother's neck and happy tears fell from nisha's eyes and kabir sat there holding nisha's right hand nishka broke the hug and gave the greeting card to nisha which read "The best angel in the world"
Soon nisha was discharged she was fine bt yet a bit weak kabir took her to their room while nishka ran to her room to write a new letter to her santa
Dear santa,
Thank you so much meri wish puri karne ke liye...mujhe world ki best angel dene ke liye merry Christmas santa...I love you
Love Nishka 😊 😃
The Christmas I got my life
It was a beautiful winter morning the earth was covered with a sheet of white snow that shinned brightly when few scattered sunrays hit the ground the foggy morning atmosphere was filled with tinkling sound of jingle bells the streets of manali were filled with people dressed in coats hats and scarfs to ward off the chill in the air it seemed as if happiness was the sole emotion in the air n among such a happening environment in an old house there was a tree beautifully decorated with lights and presents heaped cutely around it while mistletoes were hanging from the ceiling at a few distance from the tree near the fire sat a man in his 20's holding a letter written by his sweet little princess to her santa clause
The letter read-
Dear santa,
Mera naam nishka kabir kumar h mere papa kehte h ki aap baccho se bohot pyaar karte ho aur Christmas ke din aap saare good boys and good girls ki saari wishes puri karte ho aur unko bohot saare gift bhi dete ho...santa I promise ma world ki sabse acchi bacchi banugi , the best one aur mujhe koi gifts bhi nahi cahiye bas meri ek wish puri kar do I want to meet my angel ...purab hai na mera best friend woh kehta hai ki uski mom uski angel hai vo bohot pretty hai aur usko apne magic se bohot saare sweet bhi banake khilati hai par vo apni angel mere saath share nahi karta hai vo bolta hai ki apni angel khud lekar aau par ma apni mumma kaha se lau papa ko toh nahi bol sakti vo pehle se hi mere liye itna hardwork karte h aur pareshaan ho jayege isliye aapse bol rahi hu plz mujhe meri angel se mila do sirf ek baar I promise ma papa ko kabhi pareshaan nahi karugi ma saare green leafy vegetables khaugi aur milk bhi piyugi aur apna homework bhi khud karugi par plz fulfill my wish
Love Nishka 😊
The innocence in her words filled his eyes with tears he slowly walked to the room where his princess was sleeping peacefully cuddling a pilow her heavy eyelashes the innocent curve formed by her pink rosy lips and her long black hairs every feature of his princess reminded him of Nisha he sat on the bed besides her and started caressing her head with his hand while she mumbled something in her sleep he bent a bit closer to her n what he heard was enough to break his heart "I miss you mumma" she said
"How could god be so cruel to such a pure soul" he thought he closed his eyes and let the tears role down his cheeks the tear drop that escape from his eyes fell in her little plam the little girl slowly opened her eyes n found her daddy sitting besides her with his eyes closed "papa"she said in her sweet voice kabir hurriedly wiped his tears n plastered a smile on his lips "merry Christmas princess" he said trying to sound as happy as he can "merry Christmas papa...par aap ro kyu rahe ho"asked the innocent 6 year old girl "ma kaha ro raha hu princess see m smiling"
"papa jhut bolna galat baat hoti h yeh dekho aapka tear" she said this forwarding her little plam
Kabir held her tiny hand in his large one's n kissed them
"sorry beta I won't cry now"
"promise??"
"promise beta...chalo ab aap jaldi se ready ho jao phir hume gifts bhi toh kholne ha"
"ok ma abhi ready hoke aati hu" saying so she ran towards the washroom bt stopped at the entrance she turned to her papa and asked"papa santa clause aaye the kya unhone meri wish puri??"
Kabir felt like crying bt he controlled his tears n managed to give her a weak smile
"beta aap good girl ho na santa aapki wish jarur puri karenge...ab chalo jaldi ready ho jao"
She nodded her head positively n ran from there
After a while nishka and kabir were opening the presents heaped around the Christmas tree bt nishka was least interested in it she was waiting for santa clause to fulfill her wish kabir noticed it he felt helpless at that time
"princess kya hua aap itne sad sad kyu ho?"
"kuch nahi papa"
"how could such a small girl be strong enough to hide all her pain in her sweet little heart" he thought
"princess aap gifts dekho ma abhi aata hu"
"ohkk papa"
He rushed to his room n closed the door behind he couldn't control himself anymore n broke down crying
"why god why??? She is such a small life why is all this happening to her why can't she live a happy life with her mom n dad??why so much pain for her"
"kabir dard insaan ko aur himmat deta hai" her words rang in his mind
"tu sahi thi nisha is dard ne hamari beti ko itni himaat di hai ki vo apni life ki us sacchai ka saamna kar sake...ma nahi jaanta ma jo kar raha hu vo sahi hai ya galat par ma use ab aur andhere ma nahi rakh sakta"
He went near the tree where the little girl was playing with the gifts kabir could see few tear marks on her face and a fake smile on her lips he sat besides her and asked
"princess aaj papa aapko aapki angel ke pass lekar jaa rahe hai chaloge??"
"mumma ke pass"
"haa beta mumma ke pass"
She nodded her head positively and ran to her room after a while she returned with a piece of paper in her hand
"yeh kya hai princess?"asked kabir
"papa yeh greeting card mana mumma ke liye banaya tha school ma craft competition tha na tab"
Kabir smiled at her and they drove to hospital soon they were standing outside a hospital room nishka clutched on kabir's hand tightly and hid behind him he slowly took her inside the room
There laid a beautiful lady...the love of his life attached to machines nishka at first was a bit scared bt slowly left his hand and walked towards her she climed the bed slowly and sat beside her mumma she slowly kissed her forehead and told
"papa my angel is more beautiful than purab's angel"
"princess your angel is the most beautiful angel in the world"
Nishka smiled at his father and laid besides her mom she cuddled her mom and slept there peacefully
The room was now silent only the beep of the machine could be heard and two beautiful creations of god were sleeping peacefully while a man sat there admiring the reasons for him to live with sad tears in his eyes
He held nisha's hand in his hand and cried his heart out it have been three years now whole three years without her cute antics , without her cheerful smile , without addictive energy without everything it have been three years she haven't spoken anything three years of sadness its been a year since those machines have been helping her live.
"Nishu aisa kyu kar rahi tu hamare saath aisa kyu chup hai aaj hamesha toh tu itni baate karti rehti thi phir ab chup kyu hai...ab teri chuppi aur bardash nahi hoti nisha kuch bol nishu plz kuch bol...pichle teen saalo se apne andar ek khaali pan mehsus kar raha hu jab bhi nishka ki taraf dekhta hu toh uski aankho ma vo dard dekhta hu na bohot helpless feel karta hu yaar...kai baar koshish ki thi ki use tere pass laa saku par hamesa darta tha ki agar vo tujhe is haalat ma nahi dekh payi toh agar vo dar gayi toh aur ab dekh kitne aaram se so rahi hai pichle teen saalo ma kabhi mana Ise itne sukoon se soote hue nahi dekha nisha mere liye na sahi nishka ke liye apni aakhe khol de plz nishu"
He closed his eyes n kept crying...his body shuddered with pain and tears kept flowing through his eyes...the day she laid on the bed lifelessly in coma due to that car accident not making any moment not smiling at him and not teasing him he lost the will to face himself to smile to live even though her body was supported by machines she was yet his reason to live...she couldn't talk to him bt her heart yet beats for him he knew the chances of her recovery were very less bt he never lost hopes he knew one day she would open her eyes and smile at him in the same way she use to do
He was yet crying when one of the tear drop fell on her closed eyes kabir held her hand more tightly and placed it on his heart he suddenly felt a hand gripping on his hand weakly he opened his eyes and found it to be of nisha's she was slowly gaining consciousness she slowly opened her eyes and whispered "k...ka...kabir"
"nishu nishu tu mujhe sun sakti hai...doctor doctor jaldi aaiye plz dekhiye nisha ko hosh aa gaya" shouted kabir
Doctors rushed to the room and were surprised to see nisha awake they checked nisha and smiled
"congratulations Mr kumar aapki wife vapas aa gayi...she is completely out of danger"
"thank you thank you so much doctor"said kabir
"don't thank me Mr kumar thank god"
Nishka who woke up due to soo much sound was sitting on the bed besides nisha with a broad smile on her face
Nisha looked at her daughter with tears in her eyes and extended her hand asking nishka to give her a hug nishka without wasting a minute circled her small arms around her mother's neck and happy tears fell from nisha's eyes and kabir sat there holding nisha's right hand nishka broke the hug and gave the greeting card to nisha which read "The best angel in the world"
Soon nisha was discharged she was fine bt yet a bit weak kabir took her to their room while nishka ran to her room to write a new letter to her santa
Dear santa,
Thank you so much meri wish puri karne ke liye...mujhe world ki best angel dene ke liye merry Christmas santa...I love you
Love Nishka 😊 😃
Anupamaa
