‘What the hell, are you saying’! , screamed Ananya .
My heart was racing at high-speed. My beloved Wife was sobbing like an innocent child .
All the vows, promises and the love which I bestowed on her flashed like a blurred memory.
My words have screwed up her mind and she began to groan at me .
‘How dare…… you point a question on my character’?
Wha….. What …. you mean’?. I’m not a virgin,….
she busted in anger.
Ananya red face shining with rage, her watery eyes and glossy lips was stammering in shock.
That day I realized ……. My World has crashed in front of my eyes.
The beads fallen on ground signified my failed marriage , unbearable loss. Thread of love, friendship and marriage weaved together ……… which she wore on her neck with a pride now tossed on the floor.
‘Every single beads were my love to her which was cursed by my words’.
I sit with the thud on the floor and began to punish myself for the blunder. Words can’t be taken aback , they were as helpless as me .
Smashed on the door awakened me from my crumpled thoughts but it was late…… She was gone . Gone…… forever.
I loved her more than my life. One part of me wants to stop her, cuddle , make love to her like my last wish….. ……but other part didn’t allow me to tell the truth.
‘I’m sorry Dhruv ! it’s too late. Cancer at fourth stage … Dr harry frowned’.
My face turned blue and I struggled for breath. My mind was at the verge to explode and brain has almost stopped working for a while .
After sixty seconds, juggling with the truth; I cleared my throat and asked him,
‘How much time I have….…………..?
‘ Only four months . … Sorry’! You are dying Dhruv’, doctor answered.
It was the end of my life. The last chapter……
‘She was the one who could heal me, my dying soul’.
I know I lose her but this pain is bearable than looking my queen in white sari.