Always Be Mine

Part 103:

Randhir's bike had lost it's attitude, he had never driven his bike under 60 kmph.. But today something was different.. Doctors words kept ringing in his ears, it was hard for him to concentrate on his driving.. God knew how his bike was still on the go.. His hands were trembling, his eyes had gone red, his lips were dry.. All kinds of mixed emotions kept hitting him on and off.. How things could change within a span of 24 hours and that too so terribly? Last evening was nothing less than a beautiful dream, he had spent every bit of it admiring his love, he had lost himself and found a new "HIM" in her eyes, but this evening was more than a worse nightmare, her same eyes that would drive him crazy any day, was haunting him badly.. It was as if she was throwing a lot of unanswerable questions at him.. "Will you leave me alone too, just like others?" She had once asked, hugging him tight, teary-eyed.. He had tightened his grip on her, assuring "Never ever..!" Things were quite different then.. What if she asked the same question to me again now? Her image appeared in the middle of the road.. This time, she was weeping even more.. "Randhir you ll not leave me na? You have promised not to, remember?" Her voice seemed tensed.. It triggered something inside the silent Randhir.. He roared... "Nooooooo...!" And his bike came to a halt.. He was badly sweating.. His heart had almost reached his mouth..

All the moments he had spent with her kept rolling in front of his eyes.. His lips could curve up automatically when her image flashes in his memory, however that would get over shadowed by the Doctors words.. "You have a tumour in your brain.. I am sorry to say, it's the last stage.. We can treat you to delay the inevitable but not stop it altogether.. I am really sorry to say this.. You are serving your last days.. I am sorry young man!" he gulped..

The nurse followed Randhir all the way till outside.. She couldn't help staring at Randhir.. Such a young guy, was facing such a worse fate.. She had seen no many such instances in her service, but something about Randhir didn't let her treat him as one such patient.. He was young, daring and passionate.. He deserved to live, she felt.. "Randhir..!" She called.. He had turned deaf, it wasn't handle to deal with the hard truth that had just been slapped on his face.. She touched his shoulder, this time, pretty hard, letting the hanging tear from his right eyes, roll down his cheeks.. He looked at her, his eyes fixed on her but mind and heart had reached FITE.. His heart was surrounding the bed, Sanyukta was lying on.. "Randhir.. Beta mujhe pata hai tumpe kya bith raha hoga.. Par please himmat mat haarna.. Believe in God.. Woh tumhe Kuch nai hone denge.. Kehne ke liye toh mein nurse hu par yakeen maano Aise Bahut saare cases dekha hai meine.. Phir se keh Rahi hu.. Tumhe Kuch nai hoga.. Tum thik ho jaoge" she said consoling words on her part.. Nothing seemed to have entered Randhir's ear chords.. He had removed her hand from his shoulders and walked back to his bike.. What happened after that, was something he never remembered..

Randhir got off his bike midway.. He suddenly found it very hard to breathe.. It was as if someone was choking him.. He turned back t face the way he had travelled.. He looked up the skies.. Why life is so unfair to him? Initially it was him, suffering due to others.. Now he would be the cause for someone's suffering.. That too, his sweetheart's.. He wouldn't dare hurt her any day.. "God.. Can't I live for few more years? Say, 50? Nah.. Say 45? Okay.. I won't be greedy.. I want to live, exactly till the second she breathes.. That's it.. Fair deal right? Can't you grant me that? Look, this ll be the last favour I ll ever be asking you.. Pleaseee..!" He was down to the ground, on his knees, crying.. It had started to drizzle.. Drizzle converted into a mild shower, soaking him in his sorrow.. "What will you do without me Sanyukta? Tumhe toh mere bina Ek task complete Karne ke bhi aadat nai hai.. Phir kaise rahogi tum mere bina puri zindagi? Kaise? No.. I am letting you spend your life alone.. I am not going to spare you so easily.. Never.." He pulled his mobile out and typed Www.google.com. Google's home page sprung open.. He typed "How to make someone live happily even after you die?" Google as usual flashed with a 16 page result.. Any other guy in that situation would have typed "How to survive Brain tumour?" But Randhir was different.. He was not some random ordinary guy, he was different, damn different.. His eyes kept searching for a suitable result but all of them were irrelevant suggestions.. His phone rung, it said "Jeene ki Wajah" calling, flashing Sanyukta's image..

Randhir's hands hadn't trembled so far.. Not even during the toughest of the toughest situation but today his fingers were trembling.. His heart and mind were fighting over the fact whether to pick the call or not.. Finally his heart said "Randhir pick it up.. What if it's an emergency? What if she is in some kind of trouble?" He picked it up at once, shutting his mind off.. "Hello Sanyukta.. Tum thik ho na?" Sanyukta smiled at the other end.. "Of course mein thik hu.. Par pati dev aap kaha chale Gaye?" She questioned him.. He breathed a sigh of relief.. "Mein.. I just came out to buy some raw material.. I ll be back soon.. Tumhe Kuch chahiye kya?" He tried to sound normal.. "Haan.. Chahiye na.. Mausam dekha? It's raining.. Yaad hai, jab bhi baarish hota hai, tab hum kya karte hai?" She blushed.. Her blush was evident in her voice.. He pretended to have forgotten about it.. "Kya karte hai?" He asked back.. Pat came the reply "Buddhu.. Kiss karte hai aur kya? Chalo Jaldi aa jao I feel like seeing you.." His mobile escaped his fingers and fell down in rain..

"It ll be raining even after I die.. Tab tum kya karogi Sanyukta?" He fell down weeping.. His loud cries were echoing everywhere and the mild showers had turned into a storm, but the intensity of it was much lesser than the storm that was going on inside Randhir's heart..

Author's Note: Life can be very uncertain.. It can be very unfair.. There's absolutely nothing we can do about it.. We cannot chose our death but we can definitely choose how to live.. Life is too short to be angry on your loved one, too short to plot evil ploy against others, definitely too short to harm others.. Let your loved ones know how much you love them before it's too late..

TO BE CONTINUED.. Hope you guys enjoyed his part as well.. And before you guys could cry let me tell you ABM is not a dark ff, so do not get frightened.. All will be well.. Just read it with the flow I am sure you won't regret.. Don't forget to leave your precious comments.. Do visit my FB page - https://m.facebook.com/aishwaryaravipage?ref=bookmark to interact with me Love you All #Ash