Epilogue

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Dear Wife,

I don't know where to start. There are so many things I wanted to tell you. But I guess speaking out had never been my forte. Just like the way I could never tell you how much you mean to me. I always wanted to. It's not that I wanted to ignore you. I wanted us to have a happy ending, just like the way we started. The fairy tale ending. But I guess life is not a fairy tale is it?

Of course it's not. Life is that jigsaw puzzle that leaves you baffled in the end. And sometimes the end is what we could never imagine in life!

Just like I had never imagined my life without you! Yet, we both wanted different things from life. I did not hate our child baby. It's true. But it is also true that I never wanted to have a child of my own. Shayad boht ganda sound kar raha hounga main, but it is what it is! Different people have different expectations from life isn't it? So while craving for a child of your own was your choice, not having one was mine. I hope you understand my dilemma.
But I never wanted to hurt you baby. I wish I could turn back time and mend things in a positive way. I wish I could be with you and my child and helped you walk through the pregnancy. Who knows my perception of never wanting a child might have changed! But.... I don't think I would get that chance anymore, right ? Still one should never lose hope hai na. I would not too.
So amidst all the lost chances, I have found the way to keep my hopes high. By writing a letter to you each day. I don't know if ever I'll get a chance to make you read them or not. I don't know if ever we will get the chance to cross paths again. Yet, this heart craves and keeps on hoping. Kya pata kab koi cafe mein humari firse mulaqat ho jaaye. Kya pata life hume firse ek mauka de de. Kya pata mujhe meri galtiya sudhar ne ka ek aakhri mauka mil jaaye! So I'm keeping my hopes high and I'll keep on writing to you just like you did to me, a letter each day till the day I reach my last day of life.

Oh, by the way, just to let you know, I'm not at all angry that you fell for someone else. I was, but not anymore. I guess I understand your situation now. I guess I understand we do not have control over our emotions. Neither anger, nor ignorance...... and neither love as well!

And I know I'm a bigger part in this all mess. If only you could give me one chance to rectify it all. I know and I'm sure I can turn us back to what and how we were. Please baby, just one last chance! For all the good times we have spent together give me one last chance.

Till then, this husband of yours will keep breathing on hope. Hope that you will return to me one day. One day!
And till that time comes or even if it doesn't, just remember, I still love you. Just the way I loved you, always.

From yours and only yours,
Siddharth

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