Hey all. I am here with another OS of mine.. This one I had written for Pratik bhai's birthday and posting it here now. Hope you enjoy reading this one.
"Tanya... Please pass me the recipe book." Sharon tried to sound loud and clear.
"Mom.. Please... Not now."
"Tanya I am not going to teach you anything. Just pass me the book dear."
"Fine mom." Tanya grimaced. She was 16 and was silently reading a book, sitting on a bean bag. The book shelf was near her. Only thing, she had to get up and take the recipe book out, walk to the kitchen and hand her mum the book. Too much work, she thought.
Tanya got up from the bean bag and scanned the book shelf thoroughly. Finally after straining her eyes for about two minutes, she found a yellow colored dusty book.
She fished her hand into the book shelf and took the recipe book out. But unfortunately, the books were so closely packed that two other books also accompanied the recipe book. And as fate had it, the two books fell down.
Tanya was pissed. She wasn't used to so much work. And now those two stupid books had fallen down. So not done.
She bent to pick the books up and saw an envelope sliding out from one of the books.
On the top, it was written "to Swayam- the love of my life."
Well, she knew it was not right to read others letters, but she was helpless. Curiosity got better of scruples. She opened the envelope and saw a letter inside it. The page looked new but she wondered if the letter had been posted or not.
She unfolded the letter and started reading it. As she read the first line, it instantly reminded her of someone's handwriting- Sharon's, her mother's handwriting. Her mother had written the letter. She started reading the letter.
'Swayam..
I have no idea why I am doing this. I have no idea where you are- whether you are still alive or not. But all I know is that I have lost you, forever.
Once, I wish I could just tell you what I felt. I wish..
You know Swayam, two years, it's been two years since I haven't met you. And trust me, it feels horrible. I don't know how to contact you, but fact remains the same, that I love you, I'll always continue to love you, whether you reciprocate or not.
I remember the last year of college, me ignoring you like hell, trying to hide my feelings and you trying to decipher my emotions. I could never fathom why you are doing this, after all, you know me in and out.
How I wish to relive those days Swayam, our small yet memorable CS- ACS meets, you irritating me for no apparent reason and yeah I didn't tell you, I loved it when you used to irritate me like that. I found it cute.
You know what Swayam, I don't know why, I never ever had the guts to tell you what I felt.. how I felt, because I was just too scared, of losing you again, of hurting you for the nth time. But now, I feel I should have done that... Had I done that, you would have been with me now, playing with me, romancing me, cuddling me, snuggling close to me... how I wish to spend the rest of my life with you.
Last year of college, I never knew that it was the last year of my life too.. for my life was always with you, my heart was always with you, only thing you took it away forever... I am not living, only breathing.. In fact I don't even know how these two years went by, there wasn't even a single day when I didn't have that yearning to be with you.
Didn't you ever get the hint that my heart beats with yours. I have always loved you. I can't love anyone else other than you, never.
Each day passes with such great difficulty. Each moment, I feel like crying, each moment I feel that I have hurt you more than myself.
It's said that the value of any thing is realized only after you lose it. True that. You came in my life when I myself didn't realize that I needed someone to guide me, to love me, to care for me, to understand me completely, to see the soft girl inside me, and I always pushed you away.
Pushing is one thing, but knowing you, yes knowing you, i never thought that you, out of all the people, would give up on me..
You know, after I fell in love with you, only thing that I realized is that I don't deserve to be loved by you. A person who is too good to be true. A person who does not care about anyone else other than me, a person whose love is next to a pure blessing.
And now I feel, I have got what I actually deserve. The biggest punishment of my life- you leaving me. Nothing can be worse right?
And yet, I am writing this letter to you on my engagement day, knowing that you won't read it, and respond... forget about it. I don't know if you are alive or not, if you are, I want to meet you and tell you what I feel... even though I'll be getting married in a month or so... But still, I really want to meet you and confess to you once and for all, so that I'll at least stop regretting.
It's better late than never right?
And i have no problem if you aren't my life partner... I deserve it, after all that I have done to you, I deserve to be given such a lifelong punishment.
Well, if not in this life, maybe I'll get along with you in some other life. And I promise, at that time i'll never hurt you, not even intentionally, I'll give you everything you deserve, I'll love you even more than you love me, I'll always love you.
Yours, and only yours, Sharon.
Tanya folded the letter as she realized that her eyes were getting moist. Slowly, teardrops started trickling down her cheeks. She wiped her tears and kept the letter back in the envelope. She never ever knew about this. About this letter.. She was lost in thoughts, how could anyone love someone so much. Tanya was a happy go lucky girl, yet the soft corner from inside her actually applauded her mother. The letter made her emotional, actually.
She never knew her mother could love someone so much.
"Tanya!" Sharon screamed from the kitchen, maybe for the 10th time, for Tanya didn't remember Sharon shouting at her to get the recipe book. She was so engrossed in the letter.
"Yes mom! Sorry I'm coming." She said and picked up the yellow colored book.
Tanya ran towards the kitchen and kept the book on the kitchen platform. Sharon saw her and made that "iss ladki ka kuch nahi ho sakta" expression.
Tanya looked at her apologetically and just then someone rang the door bell. What a horrible sound it made, Tanya thought,
"Now madam, if you aren't tired, please go and open the door. I need to work on the cake before your dad comes." Sharon said sarcastically.
Tanya nodded and went to open the door. She opened it and saw her dad. A warm smile spread across her face.
For his dad, it was normal to see her smile, but her next action made him put on his thinking cap.
She hugged him tightly.
"Tanya are you fine?" Her dad asked her as soon as he sensed her abnormal behavior.
Tanya didn't answer. Instead she stayed in that position for a while, a warm smile playing on her lips.
"Who's it Tanya?" Sharon came to the door, near them.
"Swayam." She smiled. "You are early home today?"
Tanya broke the hug as soon as Sharon entered the scene.
"Yeah I thought I should come home early, you remember, it's a special day right?"
Sharon blushed. Tanya had no idea why it was a special day, hence she chose to leave.
"I'll get going. I have to complete reading my book."
"Tanya, dad's home. Spend some time in talking to us."
"Mom, I don't even know why this day is special.. What on earth am I supposed to do sitting here?"
"Tanya, just sit na."
"No mom. I gotta go. Ttyl." She made an exit from the living room.
"Teenagers and their abbreviations. Difficult to understand. " Sharon sighed.
Swayam seized the opportunity and closed the door behind him. He slowly made his way towards her.
"What are you doing Mr. Shekhawat?" Sharon asked, teasingly.
"Wait and watch." He moved towards her. She started moving backwards, a smile constant on her lips.
He pinned her to a wall that was nearby and slowly placed a peck on her cheek.
"Swayam stop it now." Sharon said. This kissing habit wasn't new..It had been there since 18 years and Sharon had never ever stopped him. She herself enjoyed it, actually. It was just that she felt a bit odd now, since Tanya had grown up now.
"What? I deserve a kiss Sharon." He said,in his soothing voice, his face centimeters apart from hers.
"Later!" She said and pushed him. "I gotta go and bake a cake for you."
Swayam didn't let her go. He held her hand firmly as she tried to proceed towards the kitchen.
"My anniversary gift?"
"Swayam Shekhawat today isn't our marriage anniversary."
"But it is definitely a special day for both of us.." He pulled her and hugged her from behind.
Sharon smiled. Indeed it was. They had completed 20 years of togetherness. He had proposed to her on that day, 20 years ago.
"You want a gift?"
Swayam nodded like a kid.
She turned back and kissed on his forehead softly. "Happy anniversary Swayam. I love you." She smiled as their noses touched.
"Happy anniversary. I love you too Sharon." He said and flashed his to die for smile.
I hope the ending was not too abrupt and the OS was not too boring.. If you liked it, please hit the like tab and please do comment. đł
To all those who feel that they have read this somewhere- Guys, Please scroll up to see the first sentence I have written. I clearly mentioned that this was penned by me for Pratik bhai's birthday and it isn't a plagiarized artifact.. This isn't copied from somewhere. It is my original write up.
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