Blame It On Love

Epilogue

Aadhya's POV:

"Where is he?" I asked Mrs Dicosta, as soon as I entered the house. She had been taking care of Adhiraj since his childhood. We thought it would be better if Mrs Ahuja has someone know around her. It was Adhiraj's childhood home. After Mrs Ahuja went into the comatose state we decided to keep her here with her husband's memories. It has been five years since Adhiraj is living in guilt.

While we both are living just the way we lived five years ago. There for each other. As people who love each other but can't be together. I felt too guilty to ask him more.

"In the room." She said, sadly. I nodded my head and went into Mrs. Ahuja's room. I sat near her bed looking at her fragile state.

"He misses you. Alot. All he wants is to apologise to you. Please wake up. He has been living in guilt for years. Please free him from this pain. This guilt it is gonna kill him. Please." I begged.

"You never accepted me. And I am not worried about it. But think about your only son. What will he do? Every time he comes here he writes a letter to you. Don't you want to know what is going on in his heart. I read one of them and my heart cried. Please. Wake up for him." I begged again. But as usual she gave no response. I felt tears falling down my eyes. I got up and wiped my tears.

Adhiraj's POV:

I was sleeping, when I felt a hand on my head. It was caressing my hair. I know Aadhya did it all the time but this felt different. This felt oddly familiar. I turned to see who it was. And there she was my mom standing beside me. In her saree that Mrs. Discosta made her wear. I saw her smiling at me. I was shocked to see her.

"Mom?" I said confused. Looking at her. "Mom you are awake."

"Your wife tells me to wake up every time she visits for the last five years. How can I not listen to what you want to say?"

"Ananta?"

"No my son, didn't you divorce her. I am talking about the one who is by your side every day. Aadhya." I looked at her confused.

"What? You thought I didn't know. You silly. She loves you to the level of madness. Don't hurt her. Take care of her. She is the only one who can make all your stress go away. I give you two my blessing. Love each other for the rest of your life, just the way you do now. Cherish each other. Because you must value what you have. Okay?" She said. I nodded my head at that.

"Promise me." She said. And I smiled. Seeing her the way she was five years back.

"I promise mom. I will cherish her." I promised.

"Good. Now let me go." She said. I was confused, why did she tell me that.

"Where are you going mom?" I asked.

"My son, I have missed your father for my entire life. Let me go to him and spend my eternity with him."

"But..... But what about me mom?"

"You already have the one with whom you must spend the rest of your life with."

"But I just got you back mom."

"I will always be with you, my child. So don't worry. And be happy always." She said and was about to go but suddenly turned.

"Tell Aadhya she can call me mom. I gave her the right that I had taken from her." She said with a smile. And vanished.

"Mom." I yelled.

"Mr. Ahuja." Mrs. Dicosta came rushing in the room waking me up. "You mom, her heart beat is growing fast. Miss. Verma has informed the doctor. Please come down soon." She said and I rushed towards my mom's room.

I saw her heart was beating fast. While she layed motionless on the bed. I saw Aadhya holding her hand and crying. That's when I realised. She met me and forgave me. She accepted Aadhya and my relationship. Tears started pouring out of my eyes and a happy smile took over. She wants to be with dad. Just then I felt doctor coming in. He rushed inside and started with his work while the nurse removed us out of the room.

"Aadhya, I didn't ask you this before. But I want to know now. Why do you call my mother Mrs Ahuja?" I asked. She turned to look at me as if I had grown horns on my head.

"You really think now is the time?" She asked.

"I know now is not the time. But I want to know."

"The first time I met her outside our dorm, when she told me to leave you. I had initially called her aunty. She told me to call her Mrs. Ahuja. As she did want any relationship between us." Aadhya said giving me a sad smile.

"I was just trying to understand something. Trying to make some sense out of it." I was just trying to make sure if what I dreamed about a few minutes ago was true or a fragment of my imagination. Can something like this happen?

A few minutes later doctor came out of the room.

"I am sorry Mr. Ahuja. We lost her." He said. I walked towards the room and saw the nurse put a white sheet over my mom's face.

It took a few days to finish all the rituals. A number of guests arrived and left. Ananta stay at paradise Mansion foor a few days and left. Currently I was sitting at the desk. I continue writing mom just like before. But this time instead of writing with a guilt I wrote with everything that was going around me. I told Aadhya about what I had dreamed of the day mom died. She was shocked at first. But after thinking long and hard she came in terms with it. We still don't know what I dreamed of was actually what my mom wanted to tell me or was just my imagination. But that one dream changed us. We were normal again. It got me out of my guilt and we started living the way we use to be.

After a years Aadhya and I got married. We lived our life to the fullest. There were ups and downs but then it is the beauty of life. It was not a fairytale happy ending but an ending that made us happy.

The end

Author's Note:

Thank you for choosing this book. This is my second book. My first book is Mumbai dairies. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did when I wrote it. Thank you.