(By Sanjana Chawla, Fiction Editor, Paprikashta)
Doctors were rushing in and out constantly. Nurses were injecting and observing her pulse. Her mother was crying for she knew that it was about to end and was continuously chanting prayers. She was seriously ill and her chances of survival were less than twenty percent. As soon as she woke up, she just uttered one word.
Well it is a weird thing for others, but for her it was completely sane. In fact, completely sane for both of them. He reached the place in an hour or so and was sitting besides her in the clothes she loved the most. He sat with his hand over hers and adored her beautiful yet weak hands. He kissed the top of her forehead and then her hands with deep blue painted nails. She stay quiet but her silence portrayed every single emotion. He talked continuously though she just passed smiles and at times she slept as well but he spoke and didn’t stop.
He recalled and make her relive all the days and memories spent together. He laughed as he told how at first they hated and literally insulted each other. He spoke about their first meet and all their talks, outings and when he proposed!
They’ve had been together since past many years and there wasn’t even a single day when she cried because of him. Such was his love! His loyalty, faithfulness, trust and respect towards her was inexpressible. And so she loved him truly and deeply.
He smiled innocently as he said “Our story wasn’t a perfect one. Happy beginnings? No, not at all!!”. But they came this far just because of their Choices and Love.
To him, she was his world. And to her, he was her life. Perhaps, he really loved her. He indeed proved it.
She was a beautiful girl with falling hair and tubes emerging through her nostrils. She walked with difficulty and had spots on her skin. She coughed continuously and walked with baby steps. Well, no one else accepted her. Even her friends joked and passed comments. But then there was this one guy in her school who perceived things from a different point of view. For him, looks and IQ or achievements were of no equivalence. Perhaps, he was moved by her soul and behaviour. No, he wasn’t sympathizing and feeling pity for her, and it wasn’t love at first sight as well.
But whatever it was, was the most beautiful thing ever.
People adored their relation. They talked about them and that how cute they looked together. But they never misinterpreted or fought with each other because of people. They both loved each other deeply and that to without any demands, expectations or complaints. All they wanted was happiness and goodwill. They wanted to be together for ever. And they did spend the most amazing time with each other. They lived to the fullest, despite all the hardships.
Perhaps, that night was their last night together. His throat became rough and dry for he spoke till 6 in the morning. She had tears in her eyes which easily signified her true love and that she’d miss him. She remained quiet. But her last words remained carved in his heart for eternity.
“I love you, I loved you, Will forever do and will miss you”.
She didn’t die for him. She became a powerful and a strong person who struggled for life with optimism. He didn’t cry since that day. He was prepared for all this and that’s why he accepted all this because he knew that she’s bound to instill within him for ever.
Tears for him became like rains in a desert.
That girl died lived and survived as long as he lived.
She lived- in his heart, within his soul.
Perhaps their story wasn’t a fairytale but they really had a perfect ending.
(also posted on crestfallen)