Part 2

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I am going away...but for all of you i am leaving this letter to answer your questions..you can name it as the last chapter of my novel or biography...

so here i go..

life is a dream!!..but no matter how long we chase it...all we can capture is death...because Death is the ultimate truth...

I was an innocent young soul...I was chasing a dream of imagination...

just like the young hearts of youth I was also dreaming to become a glorious persona who will rule the hearts of peoples..

I did it...sort of!!...my readers gave me the title of "Writer of hearts"..silly me!!..

I never thought that my dreams will change their path towards an unimaginable truth and this young soul will become the soul of a woman by the touch of dark, cold love of "Death"..!!

it was a night of cold freezing December...I was staring at my dead father's face...I lost him because of blood cancer...but my little mind wasn't ready to accept the truth yet...

I was sitting there beside my father's bed with his cold lifeless hand in my hands..

My tears were dried after so many hours...but I was cold and silent...I was gazing his face only to search a little movement of life...

maybe my father's soul was also there...maybe he was trying to sooth my pain but couldn't...

I had no one except my father since childhood...so his departure was not an easy situation to hold...

my stubborn heart remained still in a hope of his come back...

suddenly a cold wave of air brushed my face...and it broke my daze...

I looked at my surroundings..It was like something or someone was there beside me and my father's dead structure...

I thought maybe my father's soul is there and he is trying to connect to me...

I called his name desperately..only in a hope to see his glance for once..

you can't meet him!!..a deep and dark voice shook my soul...

I madly searched for the source of the voice...no one except a dark corner of the room came to my sight..

who are you!!..where are you!!...i screamed like a psychopath..

I am nowhere..I am no one because I am death!!..

my immature mind failed to realize the situation...

I started crying again...I screamed ferociously.." you took away my last support to live'.. What wrong did i do?".."why'..

the voice again echoed through the rooms.."your endless crying will not change the destiny..stop enact in this way and let him go, your father will not be free till you stop causing him pain with your immature reactions..let him go"..

i was utterly stupid..Any sane human creature will not react the way i did..

I held my father's body close to me like it was my life source...'

no one will harm you DAD!!..I will not let you go...please come back...!!

"the cold breeze started to blow heavily and broke all the destroyable things in that room..

it was getting hard for me in that hurricane inside my room...but my stubborn heart was nowhere to realize..

Suddenly the dark corner of the room started to shape in a human structure...

Love of my death ABHIYA FANFICTIONWhere stories live. Discover now