She woke up with a start; heard confused noises in her head. Reached for the bedside clock. 5:01 am, the red digits stared back at her. S***! another hr before the alarm goes off. Maya, 25-yrs, the epitome of the independent urban woman, whose life encircled around her family and her job but most importantly Abhay.
They had been together for 2yrs but it felt like a new start everyday. Maya loved the surprises, the little notes left in the most unexpected places around the flat, the bouquet in the middle of a random day, the sms before she was to step into a meeting and the congratulations call almost immediately after she stepped out. & Abhay... well Abhay just loved Maya.
The floor felt cold against her bare feet. She looked at her reflection in the mirror. Pale, lines showing obvious signs of stress. The past months had been rough, events had transpired had shattered her. She reached out for the book on the coffee table and pulled out a single sheet. She didnt flinch upon reading it - she knew the contents by heart.
"I miss u my darling... our fights, our laughs, our talks, our dates, .. i miss u coz without u there is no US.. & i miss "US"!" A lump formed in her throat. The writing was recognizable but the words were blur. Blurred from tears - not hers, but the man who had written it. Abhay had penned the note the day they had fought, their first and last big fight..they did argue after that, but made up promptly & more passionately.
The alarm shrieked. 6:00am. She got up and worked through her routine. packed a quick lunch, made way to the bus-stop. The conductor smiled warmly as he gave her the ticket. After-all she had been his regular for the past 3 months. She got off as the bus halted outside the hospital. She walked slowly, never having the ability to face what she dreaded hearing everyday. Abhay had been in an accident. He had slipped into coma 3 months back. No-one knew if he would ever make it. No-one ever dared to tell Maya either.
Something didn't feel apt today. The normally silent room was buzzing with activity. She froze at the door. The doctor was by the bedside checking his pulse. Maya turned away not wanting to confront reality. A light tap on her shoulder jolted her. She turned to face the doctor. She searched his face for clues but he just took her hand and led her inside. Tears rolled down her face, her heart burned, and her head throbbed with the exhaustion. She reached the bedside before her legs gave away.
Abhay lay there listless, a weak smile on his lips. Maya sank into a chair in a state of trance. She took his hand in hers & whimpered, "You're back.." Abhay looked at her, twinkle in his eyes and whispered softly, "I had to my darling... I missed "US"".
They had been together for 2yrs but it felt like a new start everyday. Maya loved the surprises, the little notes left in the most unexpected places around the flat, the bouquet in the middle of a random day, the sms before she was to step into a meeting and the congratulations call almost immediately after she stepped out. & Abhay... well Abhay just loved Maya.
The floor felt cold against her bare feet. She looked at her reflection in the mirror. Pale, lines showing obvious signs of stress. The past months had been rough, events had transpired had shattered her. She reached out for the book on the coffee table and pulled out a single sheet. She didnt flinch upon reading it - she knew the contents by heart.
"I miss u my darling... our fights, our laughs, our talks, our dates, .. i miss u coz without u there is no US.. & i miss "US"!" A lump formed in her throat. The writing was recognizable but the words were blur. Blurred from tears - not hers, but the man who had written it. Abhay had penned the note the day they had fought, their first and last big fight..they did argue after that, but made up promptly & more passionately.
The alarm shrieked. 6:00am. She got up and worked through her routine. packed a quick lunch, made way to the bus-stop. The conductor smiled warmly as he gave her the ticket. After-all she had been his regular for the past 3 months. She got off as the bus halted outside the hospital. She walked slowly, never having the ability to face what she dreaded hearing everyday. Abhay had been in an accident. He had slipped into coma 3 months back. No-one knew if he would ever make it. No-one ever dared to tell Maya either.
Something didn't feel apt today. The normally silent room was buzzing with activity. She froze at the door. The doctor was by the bedside checking his pulse. Maya turned away not wanting to confront reality. A light tap on her shoulder jolted her. She turned to face the doctor. She searched his face for clues but he just took her hand and led her inside. Tears rolled down her face, her heart burned, and her head throbbed with the exhaustion. She reached the bedside before her legs gave away.
Abhay lay there listless, a weak smile on his lips. Maya sank into a chair in a state of trance. She took his hand in hers & whimpered, "You're back.." Abhay looked at her, twinkle in his eyes and whispered softly, "I had to my darling... I missed "US"".
Beautiful. Love the relationship sketch.. great work hope to read more.
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