TERI DEEWAANI

I Belong To Him...

"And the Award for the best Playback singer female goes to.....Miss Prachi Sharma." The anchor announced and the entire Hall burst into loud cheers and squeals.

I was sitting quietly in the corner of the hall. Noticing every single eye that was looking at me in an admiring way.

" Congrats Bhabhi..you have won the best Playback singer filmfare award." Yug Congratulated me.

" Yeah..thank you." I replied him reluctantly.

I stood up from my seat and started taking baby steps towards the stage as the anchor was waiting for me patiently with an award in her hand and Everyone in the hall smiling at me.

As I reached the stage, I looked beyond the audience and saw a white light coming from far of the hall from the last. I just looked at the light and smiled with tears in my eyes.

I closed my eyes and His face came to my mind.

Yes, He was the light of my life, He was my life, He was the world I belong to, I belong to Him.

I held the Mic in my one hand and the award in the other hand and said with my eyes still closed..

"This award belongs to you, this is all because of you, thank you for everything, this is for you."

I opened my eyes and the hall again burst into loud cheers. I nodded my head and went back to my seat.

"Bhabhi, let me drop you home, it's already very late." Yug insisted to me.

" It's ok, I have already called my driver." I rejected him politely and he obeyed.

I came out of the award show and saw my driver waiting for me. With an umbrella in his hand. Yes it was raining heavily.

The moment my driver saw me he ran towards me and opened the umbrella and pointed towards me but I stopped him and started walking in rain, remembering Him."

He was the one who taught me to Love the rain and not Run away from it, I remember, whenever it used to rain he would stop his work and would come out of his room to the terrace and opened his arms looking towards the sky, till the rain completely wet him, a smile on his face, joy clearly visible in his eyes. And I would stand in the room watching him getting drenched in rain mesmerized by his beautiful face, and his handsome look.

This was my favourite hobby to admire him anytime anywhere, my poor heart was captured by just his one glimpse.

And when he would see me looking at him like a crazy teenage girl, he would give me a naughty smile and walk towards me in the most seductive way possible.

I would be still in his trance when he would carry me in his arms in bridal style and would bring me in rain. I would encircle my arms around his neck and looked in his eyes. We both would look into each other's eyes for I don't know how long while the rain kept wetting us. Those sprinkling showers of love.

Fresh drops of hot tears came out of my eyes and got mixed in raindrops sliding down my face.

I wish I could see him again, I could touch him again, hug him again, smell his cologne and admire his smile again.

"Madam, please take this umbrella or else you will get sick." My driver told me pulling me out of his trance.

I nodded my head and took the umbrella not wanting to trouble my driver anymore as he was also getting wet while serving his duty.

I silently sat in the car looking out as it was still raining. I know somewhere, on the other side of the rainbow he was enjoying the rain, like he always used to do. I smiled again, with tears in my eyes.

I opened my purse and took out his watch and kept it near to my heart. This was his favourite watch which he Used to wear whenever he had to go for an urgent surgery or appointment.

I remembered the moment when I gifted him this watch. He was so happy to get this watch.

He used to wear this watch on every special day, and now this watch has become the biggest part of my life. I keep it with myself every single moment and carry it with me wherever I go, it gives me the warmth which I used to get when He used to held my hand.

The car stopped in front of Shergil Mansion and the driver opened the door for me.

As soon as I entered the house, I saw Daadi-maa waiting for me. I went towards her and sat near her feet and kept the award in her feet. She put her hand on my head gently and kissed my forehead lovingly.

"Prachi, why are you keeping this award on my feet, this way you are insulting the god-gifted talent and voice that you have, please don't do this." She said.

"Daadi-maa when Kushaal got the award of the best Cardiac surgeon, he did the same keeping his award in your feet, I am not doing anything new, just following his footsteps." I replied.

She was silent and was lost somewhere for a moment, may be remembering her beloved grandson. I could see her eyes glistening with tears. She took my face in her hands and kissed my forehead again.

"You are just like him." She smiled painfully.

"Ofcourse Daadi-maa after all I am his wife." I said excitedly but then the reality hit me.

"Or maybe, not anymore..." I said to myself with a dead face.

"Prachi..." Daadi-maa called me with a cracked voice but I could not hold my tears anymore. I brokedown in her lap and cried bitterly my heart out.

She was still rubbing her fingers in my hair giving me time to cry.

"Prachi, it's already three years and you are still not over it. You have to move on in your life. Try to forget him and move on, do something which you love the most, try to keep yourself happy and everything will fit into right place just trust the time and process." She said.

"Try to keep myself happy, only his memories gives me the real happiness, do something which I love the most, Remembering his conversations and recreating all the moments spent with him in my mind these are the things I love to do the most, how can you even think that I will move on from him when I don't even know how to live without him."
I replied.

" Prachi, he is not going to come back to you, we have lost Him and you have to accept this fact that he is no more in this world. The person you loved the most has died three years ago...Kushaal is dead !! " She said and started crying bitterly.

"Woh Nahin aayega beta, Kabhi nahin aayega wapas...!!" She said while crying and hugged me tightly.

( He will never ever come back my child, never ever..!!)

I kept crying in Daadi-maa's lap until darkness engulfed me, and I found myself disconnecting from this world.
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