Finding the Lost Souls (Watty 2018)

FAR YET CLOSE ✔

Life isnt perfect but it has perfect moments......

Moments...moments are something which are able to change your life. She witnessed a moment two months back, when he marked her his, one moment was one month back when he simply took her hand and helped her to reach for a new destination, towards new world, his little gestures, soothing words gave her new hopes for life. she forgot to see dreams...she lost her all hopes from her life and after her father decision of sudden marriage broke her but unknowingly he gave her most beautiful thing for her life, Raman...in a form of a husband, mentor and a friend. A pure hearted soul rude from outside but soft from inside, somehow living a same life like her, just expecting his parents love, their small smile...she recalled the incident two month back when Raman cried. She witnessed his silent tears that day and promised to herself that she will try to give him all possible happiness.

She didn't realized how this two months flew and only gave her beautiful memories. Gave her things which she never crossed in her mind after there marriage. Somewhere she started to dream a fairy tale life with Raman a fairytale she read in books, forgetting the fact that he is carrying a past with himself. A past which still haunts him, a past which is not allowing him to move on in his new life, a past which stopped them from starting there married life.

After hours of self battle she tightened her hairs in high bun and wore her slippers. She carefully rested his head on cushions, covered his legs with duvet after removing his shoes and wrist watch. She tightened her robe and released her hand carefully from him.

He looked relaxed and better, slept carelessly after the emotional encounter. She sat on her previous place wished to stare his face little longer. He looked no less than an innocent child in those moments. Sleeping on his stomach burying his head in pillows. She wishes to caress his hairs but he stirred in his sleep and rested his head on another pillow kept nearby. She bit her lower lip and wiped her tears before switching off the lights.

The air started to suffocate her, she wrapped shawl around her and decided to move towards balcony to get some fresh air. She was about to slid the glass door of balcony when something stopped her. She caught her own reflection in the glass door and gasped loudly. Her eyes refused to believe seeing the disheveled look she had on her face. She rushed towards the dressing room and the tears started to trickle down from her face recalling the events of the day.

She was so excited few hours back. She took hours to deck herself perfectly infront of same dresser. She caressed the set of bangles she left casually on the chest of dresser few hours back, the gold earrings she wore along her saree were placed next to her bangles. Her fingertip touched the cold vermilion which fell little on the dresser while applying. She wiped her tears recalling her radiant face and all her dreams she weaved for the special evening. She dropped herself on her knees, wished to cry aloud on the changed dimensions. She clasped her hand on her mouth and ran towards balcony not wish to create any disturbance.

The wintry night made her shiver but the silence gave her a different sense of solace. She glanced at the full moon which was adding the beauty in the sky. On any other day she would have love to enjoy the peaceful night but today her heart was restless, filled with numerous unanswered questions, bothering and pinching her hard. I always knew that I have to face something maybe someday then why I'm feeling so bad? Does Shagun have such strong impact on his life? If he loves her so much then why he left her at first place? And if they are separated then why he miss her?