"what are you saying?"..Me...?How can you tell me..."She uttered in disbelief. "Radha all these years I have been watching the changes of weather lying down on this cot.summer,then Monsoons, then winter, next Autumn again summer comes.The cycle of seasons just going on and no...like my life which is a never-ending nightmare. So many years passed by leaving me crippled and helpless. I am a cursed man.Radha, God was cruel to me.Why isn't he giving me death, once and for all? You know, terminal patient can be given deaths. It is called...Mercy killing,d don't you agree?So please have mercy on me Radha, please kill me. please help me out of my misery... Out of this hell...release me." The tearful eyes and grief stricken voice of Madhavan was so genuine and brought out all the years they spent hoping and hoping in dismay for something that might never as well happen.She realized his desperate condition and the plead in his words.The painful and bitter truth lay unveiled before her..Madhavan will not be on his feet again.. He is like a living vegetable... Radha felt as if she is engulfed by a sea..She felt the land beneath her feet sinking..and she falling into dark crevice...where she is alone.. Her own voice reverberating as echo..."Radha I loved you with all my heart and soul.Please relieve me from this cursed state...For the sake of our love let me ask you just this one thing in this life.Just kill me...and save me from the hell..."Radha was under a trance when she lifted a knife from kitchen and stabbed him to his peaceful death. She saw a wry smile and tranquility that she had not seen in years of their life together. Madhavan closed his eyes and death embraced him. "Yes,Madhavan, I love you a lot.You are my life.You are my praise.I have released your body from this painful state.I know that your soul will always be with me,loving me,protecting me and caressing me..."A chilly wisp of air touched her cheeks...Radha felt the feather touch of his lips,that first ever kiss,on her forehead, reminding her of the eternal love which they had shared.She could feel the fragrancein his soft breath caressing her lips... "Radha.. I love you my sweetheart..You are my angel..." She closed her eyes so that she could hear his heartbeats as fresh as ever...close...so close to her...like her own heartbeats beating in a rhythm saying "Love You"...."Love You"
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THE RED HEART (#wattys2017)
Teen FictionTo family, Friends and those who believe that love mainfolds with time