The man next door

On the island

"2 years have passed since I have left that place. Left the place where I had got a family, realised what love and warmth is and fell in love for the first time. 

And came to this unknown land between the sea. To the Andaman and Nicobar Islands. I have rented a room and did a nursing course with all my savings to settle here. Now I am a professional caregiver who gets paid enough to lead a praiseworthy life. Overall life is not so bad.

I am a coward. A coward who does not dare to meet Nikhil, Priyanka or Pinki mom once again. Fleeing with Shivaay was an option that time but I guess I was not that shameless to live a happy life after breaking everyone's trust. I wronged both of them and deserve to be punished. 

And thats what I am doing here. Punishing myself by pushing myself away from everyone I need. I contact Gauri only once a year, on her birthday. The fact that I detached myself from her has angered my little friend so much that she has declared that she will conduct her marriage ceremony here only.

 Maybe if I had not believed that I can never fall in love and married a person whom I did not love, I wouldn't have ended here. His love was true but I did not deserve it. I really hope that Nikhil has moved on and started a new phase of his life by forgetting me.

Well when the topic comes to Shivaay, I hope he hasn't stopped loving me. I know it sounds selfish but I can't even bear to think getting close to someone else. He still comes in my dreams every night, and we live our happily ever after in that world. 

I am no longer married so imagining him is no longer wrong, right?

Signing off,

Will tell you more tomorrow.

 Bye."

Anika closed her diary and kept it under her pillow. She walked to the window and smiled at the oceans.

"I love you", she whispered kissing the guitar keyring and returned back to her bed. Covering herself with the blanket, she hugged the pillow to dream of her happily ever after, once again.