Hi everyone...Here comes my anniversary OS...This one is dedicated to our lovely Rosid and all my fellow RoSidians... Alongside this is dedicated to my best friend's cousin sister and my little diamond Irha Zain' who's celebrating her first birthday today...She's already blessed with a cute family and a little cute bro...But anyway I wish you pray for our cute angel and here we go... LIFE, DEATH AND LOVE- A ROSID OS BY ROSHNI Someone has said right that love has no limits, it's boundless...It can happen anytime, to anyone...It has nothing called situational...It's all about hearts...And that's what exactly happened in our case...Mine and Siddhant's case...And today that love is celebrating its 4th year of success. Yes, it's our fourth wedding anniversary...Our little home is all decorated by his wish and I can see him running about making the arrangements to celebrate our big day. Today, I received his first surprise at correct 12'o' clock...Is it a bit filmy? Yeah...it may be...but he's so...he loves to make everything in our life beautiful... Coming to the point, you'd have heard about different love stories...love stories at school, college, office and even market...You'd have heard love stories between teacher and student, college mates, boss and employee and even doctor and patient... But our love story is bit different...it started in a hospital or to be very frank, in a cancer treatment clinic. Yes, you guessed right...We were both cancer patients, waiting for death to approach...But our fate had other plans...it had made us for each other and so death was nothing to separate us... I was the single daughter of my parents...Their lovely gudiya...I got all facilities and love from childhood...My studies went beautifully...I was doing my first year BSc in Zoology when that news came in to our lives...I was an asthma patient since childhood and so no one took peculiar care when I found breathing difficulty. But little did they all realize that it was the symptom of the deadly lung cancer. The realization dawned when once I vomited blood which is rare in this type of cancer. I was taken to the hospital and doctor confirmed that I was suffering from the second stage of lung cancer. He suggested to admit me in his cancer treatment clinic, where treatment and exercise integrates to try their best to save the patients. In the love for their daughter and in the fear of losing me, my parents left me at the hospital. I was totally depressed...I felt all the colors of my life left me in one go and believe me, no one can think differently in that situation. But someone changed my above perception...yes Siddhant...Siddhant Bharadwaj...the leading businessman of Delhi...the only heir of Bharadwaj family...And a patient of first stage leukemia...but nobody could believe that he was a patient all those days...He was so cheerful...The first time when I saw him, he was engaged in a small caroms match with two other patients...But to say, the patients were two little babies, victims of cancer at the tender age of 4 or 5.I felt pity towards them but I think Siddhant's attitude towards them was better than mine...It wasn't covered in a indigestible array of sympathy, but a new approach of love and care. He played like a kid with the two little babies who were as energetic as two little bunny rabbits. An involuntary smile crept over my face over my face seeing the gang enjoying to the core, something that I used to do with my friends before months. I wanted to join them but didn't show any interest as according to me my life was a sun going to set. I saw the kids beating him slightly and he trying his best to escape from them. Amidst his eyes f on me and he smiled at me. I couldn't smile back, but I walked back to my room which was my single hideout. 2 weeks later...One night, I was resting on the armchair in the portico in front of my room facing the swimming pool. Suddenly one of the two babies whom I saw the other day came near me. She had a red rose in her hands and a card as well. I was amused and called her near me lovingly. She came near me and smiled."Baby...What's your name?" I asked with much sweetness. "Ashima..." she said shyly. Without waiting more she gave me the greeting card and rose. I looked at her surprised. "What's this?" I asked her amused. "Sid uncle gave me this and asked to give it to you..." She said. I felt like my heart would explode that moment. I wasn't expecting this. Suddenly the baby kissed lovingly on my cheeks and said "Uncle told me to give you this as well from his side". Not waiting my reply, the child ran away. Can you believe this? I didn't even know him properly and he sent me a card, a rose and a kiss!!!OMG...I felt really flabbergasted. Slowly I opened the card. It was a very beautiful creation, a perfect arrangement of red roses, hearts and beautiful colors. It's appearance well said that it was a romantic greeting card and that increased my surprise. Some lines were written in it in silver letters. I spelled them. I don't know how many days I've left in this earth... I don't care about dos and don'ts too... My body is diseased but not my heart and soul... And it says I LOVE YOU... And that I have to see the horizon of my life with you... So with all mind and heart, will you be my better half? Imagine how I'd have felt at that very moment...Crazy, mad, ridiculous...I felt...I couldn't understand his logic of proposing a girl who just had a few days to death. And he wasn't different either. Though in the first stage; he was suffering a cancer which as tenfold dangerous than mine. I wanted to see him at that moment and headed to his room with the card and rose in my hand. I entered his room only to find him busy with me files. He works here too. For what and for whose sake? I doubted. He looked up the file and saw me. An adorable smile crept over his face. Still that smile continues to make me go weak in my knees as it happened that day. He rose to his feet and reached me. "Wow...You here...I wasn't expecting you...Well come in..." he said in a very polite manner. I followed him silently and we reached the sofa in the room. "Come...Sit...' he said. I'm not here to sit or have a loose talk with you..."What's this?' I asked flashing the cards and rose before his eyes. "Oh that...Can't you understand..You're a BSc student up to what I know and still don't know how to read English...That's shame..." his joke touched my ego and there rose the violent Roli Dwivedi inside me. "What did you say idiot?' I almost moved forward to slap him but he drifted away and I was about to fall as the carpet under my feet drifted away. But just like any cheesy film scene, he didn't catch me from falling. I felt on the floor and believe me, the embarrassment that I felt at the moment! I just wanted to go and hide myself in a room where he can't find me. My hips were paining and he smiled and gave me a hand. I tried to deny it but ultimately I knew I needed that and hence I got up holding his hands. He smiled at me whilst my hands were still in his. "Why did you do this Mr. Don't you know e are cancer patients. Both of us, at least me have not much days left." I said in a tone which had lost all hopes to live. He smiled ad rubbed the back of his neck. "Did you feel embarrassed when you fell before me?' he asked. "Ya...Of course...It happens..." I said in a matter of fact tone because I knew lying won't help. "Well...you feel embarrassed...you feel angry...You feel sad...These feelings don't leave you just because you're a cancer patient. Then why love alone? And Roli...You should know one thing, cancer is no longer an incurable disease. You and me..We both can recover very easily...And I'm talking about the life then...Even if we die, we'll die together...But loving each other...Making our lives worthy.." he said all this in a special tone that I was convinced beyond a limit. Till that day, no one has spoken so to me. Even my parents and the doctor who treated me thought I have no life more. But he, this man invited me to live...I felt tempted and maybe that's why I joined his shoulders, to die or to live but to be together...