Woh….woh teekh to hogi na? Is she safe? Was I able to protect her? Or did I …. I … fail? I rather die… mujhe jeena hi nahi…
It was as if electric waves were passing through my body…. every thought choking my breath ….my brain being a ticking timebomb…. Ahhh so much excruciating pain I feel on my head, my limbs feel sooo weak that I can barely move it…. and my eyelids weigh a ton that I am unable to open it.
All of it is making me shackled, I want to run away… I don’t want to be in a world without her… with all courage and power I could gather, I force open my eyes….
Where am I? Main kahan hoon…...? Woh kahan hai?
The ray of sunshine falling on my eyes were adding more constraint…. Everything seems hazy…. unclear…. but…. the breath…. the warm one…. It’s like the coziest blanket I could be covered in on the coldest of night…. it’s her breath on my left palm… yes it her…. She is near me…. she is safe…. Safe…. thanking all Gods, I try to tilt my head towards her….
She is lying face down on palm….no… she is cupping her face with my palm…. Her soft cheeks were the soothing balm to the searing pain that I am enduring. Wait… was she up here all night beside me?
As I tried turning my body, the jerk woke her up…. and I saw her face – so fatigued and distressed, her cheeks are tear-stained. It was more painful to see her like that than the pain I am experiencing.
Then my eyes meet hers – her eyes, blood shot but deep as an ocean and questions all over in them. Pain and despair evident…. but as I look more deep…a gleam of hope, sparkle of joy and abundance of love….
Is it really? Did it come true? Can eternity end? Yes… it seems it ends this moment as I see her eyes illuminating more and her lips curling upward… she is trying to clear her throat….
“A……Anuj” …. she called from bottom of her heart. I understood all she had to convey….
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Ankahae the woh shabd,
Phir bhi the sabse Anmol,
Ankahae the woh shabd,
Phir bhi suna uski dhadkan se,
Uski aankh ki nami se,
Uski labon ki musskuraaht se,
Ankahae the who shabd,
Phir bhi the sabse Anmol.
Anuj relives the moment as he closes his shayari book while glancing over his shoulder to see Anu, his Anu ….. sleeping peacefully as baby. It has been over a year yet that moment is still fresh and will be fresh forever.
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Just wanted to pen it - don’t know if I did any justice. Haven’t done proofreading or editing- some random things that came out. Hope you guys like it.