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HEY I HAVEN'T WRITTEN THIS BUT IT IS VERY EMOTIONAL SO I THOUGHT I'D POST IT.
An old woman with beautiful raven hair and dark-brown eyes framed with long black lashes sat down in her favourite arm-chair near the fire-place. It was the same day. An exact year. She didnt know how she had survived but...his love had kept her alive and the promise that she had made to him......
She remembered that day and how her life had changed completely but his love had given her the strength to live and watch as her children grew up, faced the same problems all teenage children do and ultimately falling in love and marrying.
Their eldest one, Tina, had been a carbon copy of her mother and the youngest named Riya had had her father's mannerisms and her mother's beauty.
Tina had married and had shifted into a house just beside her parents'. Riya stubbornly refused to marry until she was 25 and she hadnt forced her to.
She closed her eyes as the memories surrounded her. She remembered the day she had met him and the strange feeling she had had as his eyes had roamed over her. She remembered their fights and the names she used to call him and laughed quietly. She remembered the day they had confessed their feelings to each other and the magical moments they had spent. She had known that she was desperately in love with him then and she still was. She ached for the sound of his voice, softly calling her name, making it sound like an endearment. She ached for his touch and how he could make her shiver with just a brush of his hands against hers.
She had denied her feelings before but her heart had always loved him. She wondered if it had been love at first sight. She had never believed in them inspite of all the romantic novels she had read but now she did.
She remembered...everything. The problems they had faced before at last everything had cleared out and they had been able to confess their true feelings for each other.
She sighed as the memories of that day came reflecting back.
Flashback (when she was 54 years old)
She walked hurriedly towards her house and checked the time. Gosh, she was almost an hour late. She opened the door and went inside. Everything was eerily quiet. He didnt come downstairs and kiss her as usually he did and she began to feel uneasy.
She put her bag of groceries on the dining table and climbed the stairs with effort. She opened the bedroom door and froze.
There he was, sitting on the bed with the fire burning merrily in the fire-place. But that wasnt what made her knees go weak.
He wasnt moving...his eyes werent blinking. They just stared ahead and his lips were smiling.
She rushed towards him, and shook him. His body was still in her arms and...she knew. But she refused to believe it. The tears were almost blinding her and a scream tore from her from the bottom of her heart. She sat down on the floor beside the bed. Hearing her scream, her neighbours rushed inside and saw what had happened.
She had just sat there, feeling no sensation in her and not being able to believe the harsh cruelty.
She didnt remember what had happened. All she remembered was seeing him taken to be burned and she had gone crazy. Her best friend had taken her in her arms then and had stopped their going for a few minutes. All the people had left her alone with him. She touched his face and the tears flew. She clasped her hands in his and kissed him one last time. She hadnt been able to see him taken away from her and had fled into her room.
She sat down on the bed and touched it. She had no wish to continue living without him. She wanted to die. Her hand had touched a piece of paper under the blanket and she took it out. It was a letter addressed to her.
My love,
Humne aapko kabhi nahi bataya ki aap humare liye kya hain aur shayad itna hi kehna kaafi nahi hoga ki aap humari life hain. Aap humara sab kuch hain. Tia, hume yaad hain woh pal jo humne aapke saath bitaye the, aapki har baat hume yaad hai. Woh saal jo humne aapke saath bitaye were the most beautiful days of my life. And...I thank you for them. Aapne hume apna pyaar, apni poori zindagi di. Tia, you're the light of my life and I love you. Hum aapse apni poori zindagi pyaar karenge, marte dum tak pyaar karenge aur uske baad bhi. Tia, hum chahate hain ki aap jiyen. Humare liye jeeyen. Tina aur Riya ko itna pyaar de ki unhe humari kami mehsoos na ho. Aapne humara hamesha saath diya...jab hum ek nobody the. Aapne humse hamesha pyaar kiya...tab bhi jab humne aapko itna hurt kiya. Thank you so much for all of that. I love you, my wife, my life, my love...Hum aapke liye wait karenge...
Yours forever,
Ranveer.
She cried hard and had made a promise to him. "Tia tumhare liye jiyegi, Ranveer. She will live...for you."
End of flashback
Tia wiped the tears from her eyes. She felt tired. She tried to get up but the strength had left her.
"Ranveer, I love you..." she whispered. "Soon we'll be together, my love. I'll come to you soon..." 😭
An old woman with beautiful raven hair and dark-brown eyes framed with long black lashes sat down in her favourite arm-chair near the fire-place. It was the same day. An exact year. She didnt know how she had survived but...his love had kept her alive and the promise that she had made to him......
She remembered that day and how her life had changed completely but his love had given her the strength to live and watch as her children grew up, faced the same problems all teenage children do and ultimately falling in love and marrying.
Their eldest one, Tina, had been a carbon copy of her mother and the youngest named Riya had had her father's mannerisms and her mother's beauty.
Tina had married and had shifted into a house just beside her parents'. Riya stubbornly refused to marry until she was 25 and she hadnt forced her to.
She closed her eyes as the memories surrounded her. She remembered the day she had met him and the strange feeling she had had as his eyes had roamed over her. She remembered their fights and the names she used to call him and laughed quietly. She remembered the day they had confessed their feelings to each other and the magical moments they had spent. She had known that she was desperately in love with him then and she still was. She ached for the sound of his voice, softly calling her name, making it sound like an endearment. She ached for his touch and how he could make her shiver with just a brush of his hands against hers.
She had denied her feelings before but her heart had always loved him. She wondered if it had been love at first sight. She had never believed in them inspite of all the romantic novels she had read but now she did.
She remembered...everything. The problems they had faced before at last everything had cleared out and they had been able to confess their true feelings for each other.
She sighed as the memories of that day came reflecting back.
Flashback (when she was 54 years old)
She walked hurriedly towards her house and checked the time. Gosh, she was almost an hour late. She opened the door and went inside. Everything was eerily quiet. He didnt come downstairs and kiss her as usually he did and she began to feel uneasy.
She put her bag of groceries on the dining table and climbed the stairs with effort. She opened the bedroom door and froze.
There he was, sitting on the bed with the fire burning merrily in the fire-place. But that wasnt what made her knees go weak.
He wasnt moving...his eyes werent blinking. They just stared ahead and his lips were smiling.
She rushed towards him, and shook him. His body was still in her arms and...she knew. But she refused to believe it. The tears were almost blinding her and a scream tore from her from the bottom of her heart. She sat down on the floor beside the bed. Hearing her scream, her neighbours rushed inside and saw what had happened.
She had just sat there, feeling no sensation in her and not being able to believe the harsh cruelty.
She didnt remember what had happened. All she remembered was seeing him taken to be burned and she had gone crazy. Her best friend had taken her in her arms then and had stopped their going for a few minutes. All the people had left her alone with him. She touched his face and the tears flew. She clasped her hands in his and kissed him one last time. She hadnt been able to see him taken away from her and had fled into her room.
She sat down on the bed and touched it. She had no wish to continue living without him. She wanted to die. Her hand had touched a piece of paper under the blanket and she took it out. It was a letter addressed to her.
My love,
Humne aapko kabhi nahi bataya ki aap humare liye kya hain aur shayad itna hi kehna kaafi nahi hoga ki aap humari life hain. Aap humara sab kuch hain. Tia, hume yaad hain woh pal jo humne aapke saath bitaye the, aapki har baat hume yaad hai. Woh saal jo humne aapke saath bitaye were the most beautiful days of my life. And...I thank you for them. Aapne hume apna pyaar, apni poori zindagi di. Tia, you're the light of my life and I love you. Hum aapse apni poori zindagi pyaar karenge, marte dum tak pyaar karenge aur uske baad bhi. Tia, hum chahate hain ki aap jiyen. Humare liye jeeyen. Tina aur Riya ko itna pyaar de ki unhe humari kami mehsoos na ho. Aapne humara hamesha saath diya...jab hum ek nobody the. Aapne humse hamesha pyaar kiya...tab bhi jab humne aapko itna hurt kiya. Thank you so much for all of that. I love you, my wife, my life, my love...Hum aapke liye wait karenge...
Yours forever,
Ranveer.
She cried hard and had made a promise to him. "Tia tumhare liye jiyegi, Ranveer. She will live...for you."
End of flashback
Tia wiped the tears from her eyes. She felt tired. She tried to get up but the strength had left her.
"Ranveer, I love you..." she whispered. "Soon we'll be together, my love. I'll come to you soon..." 😭
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