Trishalini ~ The Jewel of Mahabaleshgarh

56 ~ Heaven or Hell

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Abhinandan POV

Heaven?

Nobody knows what happens after the life. What is hell or heaven? Is there a burning fire pit in real in which we all would be kept and ruined to ashes again and again only to feel the pain for our bad deeds?

Or is there a heaven in real in which we would find beautiful women around, all sorts of amenities and facilities with happiness for our good deeds?

Nobody knows.

Nobody went there and came back to tell.

Well, what I feel is that heaven or hell is something very personal to someone. A person can be full of amenities and facilities yet short on happiness. He is not in heaven.

This was something I had experienced. My life was no less than a heaven. Just one order and I would have people running after me. But, it never contended me. All my life, I believed that there could be something more, something more fulfilling that would not make me feel blank or empty while waking up in the morning. All my life, I wondered what happiness would feel like. What was there beyond all this luxury and power? There must be something.

This all could not be everything people would happiness.

And, now, I might have a clearer image of happiness. She laughed over something and just by seeing her laugh, my lips curved into a wide smile. It was contagious. Her smile was also contagious, but not many were the lucky ones who had gotten to see her smile. To make her smile.

She threw a handful of grain in the garden and pigeons collected over there. She stepped back with slight fear as two jumped over her feet. I laughed seeing her and she looked up at me with the brightness, I so wholeheartedly missed for many days.

She was glowing.

I could not help but look away, as my intentions were blurred, transparent and unclear to me. She was suddenly seeming a different person. A more attractive one, softer one to touch. I did not know if she changed or if my way of seeing her changed.

But, both ways, our years-old friendship was at stake, if I would start listening to my heart, a flood of emotions would come and scatter everything and I did not know if we would be able to collect those pieces or those scattered pieces would be the rose petals or the broken glasses.

She smiled openly and I noticed the attendees staring at us from the corners, hiding behind the pillars. They needed stories to gossip about us.

"This is amazing," she said, and I gulped nodding lightly.

"It is," I did not know what exactly was amazing. The scenery before me or the scenery before me.

The bright red colour was beautiful on her.

She cocked her brows all of a sudden at me and I shook my head slowly.

"You look beautiful," I muttered and she just laughed. Her lips widened, the beautiful maroon tint looked amazingly natural and attractive.

No matter how much I have tried to taste them, I never felt quenched.

"Trisha," I could not stop myself from muttering and she looked at me. My feet senselessly moved closer to her. I noticed her lowering her gaze timidly.

"Aaj vichaar aaya ki swarg or nark kisne dekhna hai?"

"Today I just thought who have seen the hell or heaven?" I asked and loosely wrapped my arms around her. She inhaled deeply, and noticing her not offended by my touch, I leaned in closer and placed my chin on her shoulder.