AY One Shot-
She stood there, shocked at her own plight. But she wasn't the only one! All the people who had come there for the wedding, were looking at ashi and yuvi with a shocked expression.
Weren't they supposed to be together? Then why was yuvi getting married to meher, anveshas best friend? What was wrong? How did they break up? And since when were meher and yuvi together?
There were so many questions. But Alas, there was only one answer, mayank and his stupid ego! Once he decides somethings right, that was done, no more questions.
But today he had down rightedly duffled all extremes. he had proved to the world how disgusting he could be to leave the love of his life for a playful remark-'tumhe koi ladki nahi milne waali!'
And so he went ahead to show aashi that he could get any girl, even aashis own best friend, meher.
***
And that was the main reason why today he stood today in the open grey cemetery, with a bouquet of red roses near the small head stone which said-
Anvesha bannerjee
1984-2004
He slowly knelt down beside the stone sliding his hand down the embedded text with a lump forming in his throat. He could still remember those days, those beautiful days he had had with this crazy talkative yet lovable girl who never missed a day off saying-Yuvi promise me you'll never let me go!' And he, he would give her empty promises of love, trust, and loyalty.
All of it seemed so naive now.
He closed his eyes in surrenderance to the stone lying in front of him.
5 long years had come and gone, but this stone remained intact, just the way it had been when he had come here to burry her, her lifeless corpse hanging down the white logs, preserving the once lively sparkling eyes which he had throde with his own thorns.
Even after five long years, he could still recall perfectly what had happened afterneath. The day after the wedding he had broken off with meher, telling her she was a snorty pig to give away herself against her best friend. And delighted with himself he had gone to see aashi, maybe to just tell her it was just a stupid joke.
Alas life had never given him that chance.
He still remembered the nauseatic feeling he had got when he entered aashis house that day. Everything was jumbled about in an array. A strange smell was dissolving into the air.
He slowly walked upto the wierd smell of flesh coming from aashis room, and stood petrified at the sight that awaited him.
She lay there, a sharp butcher knife in one hand, and the other one lay numb with blood. Where the blood was coming through, he didn't understand, since everything was filled with blood, but he assumed it to be her wrists she had cut open.
He slowly approached her looking deep into those once lively hazel eyes, knowing only too well that he had lost her, lost her forever.
He called up the hospital before going and sitting beside her, taking her head upon his lap.
As she felt the load on her head, she opened her eyes to the one guy who she had once asked god to be able die for. Her wish had been fulfilled.
'yuu...yuviii...'
Her voice stretched as she tried to speak in her pain.
yuvi- aashi.. aashi just relax. Maine hospital phone kar diya hai!
Mayank said out of plain panic. He couldn't lose her, he cant lose her, she was the only one. This wasn't happening!
'tum... meher ka.. kaah.. kahann hai?'
yuvi- main aur meher saath nahi hai aashi. Maine to bas wedding.. aise hi..
But he suddenly stopped mid way.
There was an unusual coldness spreading through her head, her face had gone white, and her eye looked wavered, lost.
'aashi?.. AASHI??'
He said trying to make her move, just one last time. But it was too late. She lay there pampered in his arms, a lifeless corpse, as the tears slowly started speeding down his eyes down her wounded wrist.
***
2 weeks later-
Yuvi who was rummaging through aashis study to remove all those books from there, in order to empty the house, suddenly found a note with the same stomach wrenching familiar petite hand writing..
He slowly ripped it open and read.
Read till the tears flowed down his lips down his throat. it said-
Dearest Yuvi,
mujhe maloom hai ki tumne ye shaadi apne marzi se ki hai. Isliye main tumhaare shaadi shudha zindagi mein hamesha unwanted banke nai rehne chaahti. Ye sirf meher ki insecurity badayegi. Isliye maine aaj ek faisla liya hai. Isliye main jo kar rahi hoon wahi thik hai! Lekin jaane se pehle i want to talk to you yuvi, apne dil ko halka karne ke liye.
Tumse i wanna share a horrid truth yuvi. I love you. Youve stolen my heart yuvi. Tumhaara love mere dil mein aise bas agaya hai, jaise lipstick se tia, angels forever, aur jaise tum se main. Ek mod tha zindagi ka yuvi jab maine apne zindagi se apna sab kuch kho diya tha, meri mom, meri life. Unne mujhe chalna sikhaya, mera galtiyon ko maaf kiya, mera unkahee baton ko samjha. Par jab wo chali gaye, meri zindagi ek unwanted unused piece of paper banke reh gayee.
4 years maine akele ek hostel mein bitaye. Bahut koshish ki maine unhe bhulne ki, lekin nahi bhul payee main yuvi. Phir ek din meher ka phone aaya, wo mujhe mauryas join karne ko force kar rahi thi. Aur wahi mujhe tum mile!
Meri personal love station... Tumhaare pyaar ne mujhe phir se jeena sikhaya yuvi. Aur iske liye main tumhe jitna thank you boloo wo bhi kum hoga. Tum na hote to aaj main ek asylum mein padi sad rahi hoti!
Mujhe pata hai yuvi, shayad main tumhaare liye kabhi sahi thi hi nahi. Mera matlab hai , kahaan meher jo itni smart hai, intelligent hai, aur khubsoorat bhi, aur kahaan main jo pure din bhaggu-bhaggu karti rehti hai.
Tum dono, ekdum perfect match ho yuvi, aur ye maine dhekha hai. Maine uski aankhon mein tumhaare liye bahut chupa hua pyaar dhekha hai yuvi!
Isliye aaj is letter ke through main tumse ek last wish maangna chaahti hoon yuvi. Please meri meher ko hamesha khush rakhna! Uske aankhon mein kabhi aansoon mat aane dena.
Yours
Aashi
***
As he sat there by the stone, a warm hand touched his shoulder bringing him back to the present. He turned around to see his wife, meher standing there.
Her eyes pale and sulken like his.
He had married meher for aashi. For fulfilling that last wish, for giving her that happiness he could never give her when she was alive.
But meher, he could never accept meher as a wife, he could never lead that love filled happy life that he had once dreamed of spending with his aashi.
But he had given her something he had never had his entire life, a friend, a comforting shoulder to cry on, and a memory to comfort herself, that there was still someone who cared.
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