Angeline - His Uninvited Queen ✅

1 - Broken Father

Arun's POV:

A week passed. All the last rituals were done to my little Diya. She has gone far away from me, leaving me alone, leaving me in depression. My emotions were oscillating up and down often. Sometimes, I felt numb. Sometimes, I felt an excruciating pain in my heart. Sometimes, I felt angry at Diya for leaving me and our children alone. Sometimes, I felt angry at God for taking my Diya soon. Sometimes, I felt angry at myself for my inability to save my angel.

My smile, my laugh, my positivity, everything has gone with my Diya herself. The numbness, pain and the anger were the only emotions I had. Even the angelic face of our baby couldn't make me smile. In a single birth, I was living many lives. At first, a dirty life. Then, a beautiful loving life. Now, a painful life. This will be my last life, it seemed. There was no sign for my pains to fade away. When our baby's angelic face itself couldn't make me smile, what else can make me smile? Nothing can make me smile, I thought. I am going to die in this phase of my depressed and painful life, I thought.

Not only my smile, my sleep was also gone beyond my reach. I haven't slept for the last week. I lost my peaceful sleep, a week before itself. The sleeplessness was giving me a headache. But, Even the headache and the physical tiredness couldn't make me sleep. The pains in my heart didn't leave me to sleep. The sleep had gone beyond my reach.

I was just lying down on my bed, looking up at the rotating fan, my eyes shedding tears without even my knowledge.

"Appa.." I heard Pari's voice and turned to her, still laying on the bed, under the blanket. She was laying down near me.

"Ammu ma." I forced a smile at her, my eyes shedding tears. She didn't see Diya's lifeless body. Vijay left her in his friend's home before coming to the hospital. Pari came back to our home after burning Diya's lifeless body only. As soon as Pari came back to our home, She saw our little baby and jumped, clapping her hands happily. Suddenly, she stopped clapping her hands and questioned where her mom was.

We were all dumbfounded. Vijay's girlfriend Srisha was there when Pari questioned about Diya. She said to Pari, "Amma accidentally fell down yesterday. The sudden fall made her body stop working. Your Nana tried to heal her wounds. But he couldn't. So, Amma went to meet God. Because, God can heal any wounds right? She will heal all her wounds with the help of God and she will come back soon."

As soon as Srisha said it, Pari started crying loudly and she shouted that she wants to meet mom and she needs mom. She even shouted, "I am a magical doctor. I will heal mom. Why did she go to meet God before meeting me? I need her now."

Somehow, we all managed her. Still, She cried a lot and developed a fever. I wonder how she would have reacted if she saw Diya's lifeless body. But, Vijay is so matured in this. He cautiously left her in Srisha's home. I am very much thankful to him for this.

"Appa, Don't cry. I asked God to heal our mom soon, and to send her back. God will send back our mom soon," She said, wiping my tears.

God!! God is the last choice of us. When there is no hope, Our last hope will be on God. Or When there is no one to blame, we would blame God at last.

Me and Pari were opposite in the topic of God. She had a strong belief in God. That little innocent heart kept her hope on God at last. Probably because she was brought up in an orphanage and she had a habit of praying from a very young age. When I met her in the orphanage, she was three and half years old. Even at such a young age, she would kneel down and pray sincerely. Even after coming to our home, she continued her Christian method prayer. We too didn't stop her. She would pray every morning and night.

But I blamed God. It was true, I didn't believe in God during my teenage years. But Diya and her love made me believe that God allows everything for good. But I couldn't see any goodness in Diya's death. I have lost the faith in God again. Even if God is present, I hate him/ her now.