“We never knew he had such feelings.” one of his workers said.
“There are generally two ways people can love someone.
Type1 is to keep self love first and everything comes next whereas type2 would keep everything including themselves for the sake of someone they love. A love for life. This was him.” I sighed.
There was a silence in the room for quite a while and I heard “What happened next? We need to know.” His chef questioned
“It wouldn’t change anything.” I responded and walked away.
That day I noticed everyone treated my friend with a lot of affection, as if he was part of their own family and that day has passed.
I was packing my bags to leave and a guy walked into my room and said “He gave me life by giving me this job and no matter how hard I try, I can never repay his favour. Please tell me about their story and if there are any misunderstandings then I think it can be fixed with a little talk. Please let me help him; I’ll go talk to her.”
“Can you talk to the dead?” I asked
“No, but!” He tried to respond
“Then you can’t help him.”
“Why are you being so sarcastic all the time? Just give me the number or address and I’ll talk to her.”
“You heard me kid. If you can’t talk to the dead then you can’t help him.”
“Why? Why DO YOU HAVE TO BE SO heartless..”
*the door opened *
“Because she is dead and He is right! You can’t help me if you can’t talk to the dead now get out.” My friend walked in.
“It was after a week of our marriage Chitra had to travel from Delhi to Kerala and that’s where it happened due to an accident.” Sathya took a deep breath and Charan took the packed bag and walked towards Sathya.
Hugged each other and “It’s okay to change or to live a life with commitment but never lose yourself in the process.” Charan smiled at Sathya.
“I never had anything self! It was all her but it was nice meeting you after a long time.”
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