It was 25th January 2008. Nisha was waiting for her husband Akshaye. It was their marriage anniversary. Things had changed since their marriage. From cute couple they turned into a fighting one. They quarreled everyday on every small thing. Nisha gave up thinking that Akshaye must have forgotten their anniversary and surely won’t be back home on time.
Akshaye too didn’t like how the things were going. She was so loving, so caring before marriage how everything got changed so radically. Yet they still loved each other.
It was 4:00 p.m. The bell rang. Nisha was surprisingly happy… Akshaye finally remembered… She ran to open the door. Indeed Akshaye was standing outside. He was smiling and had a bunch of flowers at his hand. The two then started reliving their beautiful days, making up for their quarrels. There was champagne, light music and it was raining a little outside.. Overall the weather too seemed to get romantic along with them.
But the moment came to a slight pause.. The phone in the bedroom was ringing.. Quite agitated Nisha went to pick up the phone. It was a man on the other side...” Hello madam I am calling from the police station. Is it Mr Akshaye Malhotra’s number???”
“Yeah, it is”
There was an accident and a Man. died. We got your number from the man’s purse.We need you to come here and identify the body..”
Nisha’s heart sank. “Whhhhaaat?? B-but my husband is here with me?”
“Sorry madam the accident took place at 3:00 p.m when the man was trying to board a bus”.
Nisha was about to lose her senses. How could this happen? She knew this type of things. She had heard about this. The soul of the person comes to meet you before it parts..She ran to the drawing room.. Akshaye was not there… It is true? Has something that bad really happened to Akshaye??? Has he left her forever??Oh God…had she been given another chance …she would have mended all her faults… She rolled down on the floor awe struck.
Suddenly there was noise from the bathroom.. Akshaye came out …” I forgot to tell u dear my purse was stolen while I was returning home…”
Life might not give u a second chance…..So never waste a moment when u can make up for your deeds.
Live, Laugh, Love
Forget, Forgive :)
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