WHAT ABOUT ME ?

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Maybe we're like cherry blossom, Rune. Like shooting stars. Maybe we loved
too much too young and burned so bright that we had to fade out.

ASHER'S POV

She is gone.

And all I am left with is me, this letter, the book and a question of remarrying. How can Ira be like this? In all this why didn't she see that I would never be able to survive without her.

After our date, after our actual confession, after knowing that I love her and I will always love her she is not incomplete to me. She decided to leave me to have kids with Rumi, the girl I always have looked at as a sister. I mean how could you Ira?

By this you might have proved that you are selfless, you love me but then why didn't you once ask me? You could have come up to me, told me that Asher I want you to remarry, i want you to be a dad? You would have at least said something.

But you knew that if you will tell me all this ? Then I will not let you be like that...I would have stopped you. I would have taken care of you. I would have loved you more and made you believe that no we are fine all complete.

Ira what you did as a selfless act of love is giving me pain, I can't live without you. Why has every one decided to leave me all confused? Why?

Why do you think that this step of yours would make me happy, instead it has pained my heart more Ira. I would have loved you the same way like I used to earlier with or without a child. Who said that to you, and how are you so sure that you can love me from far and I cannot love you from distance instead would marry Rumaisa and have a child. I would never have a family with any other person. Because my family is you, and I have chosen my family for this life and upcoming others.

How many times I told you that I love you passionately, deeply , madly that there is nothing beyond you for me. I want you and only you in this life and all others. I don't care how we met, our equation at the start, anything...I just know that when the strings of heart get connected we don't have an option or choice. My heart connects to you, it loves you and it aches in your absence. Your presence in my life makes me the most rich and happy person

I have loved you so much that it's not necessary that this love will be distributed or shared to anyone. Because love is love it happened and it won't change for different person. You are my person Ira, your smile makes me smile, I want to cure all your pains. I want to heal you and grow with you. Know you better and better till I attain a PhD in knowing you. I want to be with you Ira, I want my highs and lows with you. I can't just think of living this life alone without you Ira.

While I was busy crying, and the letter had already got moist because of my tears. My eyes went near the window which were making sounds due to the window. And that's when my eyes feel near our terrace.

The rains were here!

Were they missing you too? Or they were crying with us?

And suddenly........

I could see her! Is she still here. Then what was all this..a joke?! Why Ira? What sort of fun is this..? She was busy hugging her mother rain, she was lost. The water drips down her dress, making her soak in it from head to toe, her hair all messed and wet making look so angelic at this late hour of night, her lips were half open and she was busy having the sweet liquid falling from above in her mouth.

Sometimes I feel how much a person can crave for these unexpected, unhealthy rain
I have never stepped in them. I don't like getting wet and the way one catches a cold after it...I mean I can't bear them.

Suddenly she turns around, and looks at me. Forwarding a hand...she asks me to come to her. She was calling me with those hand gestures.

"Ira don't you know I hate these rains" I yelled from our room.

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