Chapter 24

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I reach the rehabilitation centre. The receptionist asked with outmost courtesy, "How may I help you ma'am?" "Can you please tell me where would I find Mr. Ashish Raichand? He is admitted here since a couple of months."I replied. "Mr. Ashish Raichand ... let me check... yes ma'am he is in room number 702. Do you have any other query ma'am?"She answered. "Thank you." I said, "It is this way ma'am." She spoke as she showed her right hand.

As I walk through the corridor, I imagine his reaction when he will see me. He will definitely skip a beat and jump from his seat. He will smile till his ears and say, I had not expected you. I know he will like flowers and balloons. He will react teary to my letter. I know he will be overwhelmed. My darling best friend, I am equally excited to meet you. I know that will be a great sight. With all my excitement, I knock open the door of room number 702, and see Ashish hanged to the ceiling fan with his shirt.

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"Miss Thakur, are you alright? Open your eyes, Miss Thakur! Can you hear us? What happened?" the doctor asked. "Ashish!" I scream out. "Ashu was hanged on fan! Ashu...!" I whisper as I faint again. How can he do so? He cannot commit suicide. He was a fighter. Ashu!!! I just cannot get this. I am not able to handle all this. Why did my best friend leave us? Why did he leave us into despair? He was so brave. Why did he meet a coward end? Why? So many questions and I had no answer. After a lot of struggle he gave up like a loser. I hate you Dumbo. I hate you.

The police arrived and Ashu's body was sent for post mortem. I was blank as the roses pricked my heart and balloons pierced my feelings. The letter was sighing blood. I had never thought I would never see my best friend ever. I go to room number 702 again ask officers for any last note. They give me a letter two pages long.

It wrote:

Dear Vaishnavi,
I am sorry. I cannot fight this anymore. I owe you my life but without Vrishti it is nothing. This rehab made me realize how important you were but I cannot afford to spoil your life anymore. You have much struggled because of me. You have given me the best of memories and most important, you brought the hurricane in my life called Vrishti. I am going to meet her in the heaven and shall give you some more burdens and I apologize for that. Please take care of my mom. I don't care much about my dad but do take care of him. You remember you used to say what would have happen to me if you were not there every night before exams when I taught you. And remember, I used to be afraid of cockroaches and you saved me. You teased me so much. I remember all those wonderful coffees and midnight projects, I am thankful to you for everything. I shall talk to god to give you more of success and happiness.
Buddy, find someone who will love you as much as you loved me. I know you are that loveable that you will get someone perfect for you. Our life had more of silent understanding and you were the better one. I misunderstood you and I am so guilty that my guilt won't let me live. You have always understood me and now please understand why I choose to die. I have nothing left in life. This destroyed billionaire has no acceptance in the society. Hail to vishesh events. May god bless you my duffer student. I shall miss you in heaven but I shall company Vrishti. Finally our story will be complete. We shall meet as stars.
With lots of love
annoying ever who will not annoy anymore
Ashish

His last words disturbed me enough to faint again. I slipped into absolute darkness again. The doctors examined me and my blood pressure was much low. I could not accept this. I start crying and tears don't let me see anything clearly. I still hope I could go back in time and tell him how important he was for me. I find everything waste, my empire waste and motiveless without him. Then his letter had instructions to take care of Divyashree aunty and Aniruddh uncle. I had to tell them that their son met a coward end. How will I face them?


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