My Innocent Love

Epilogue

...If there was a thing I could do more for you, then I'd do that as well my wife...but for now, I name my entire life on your name...,

I sighed finishing the book I have been writing for the past two months now. It wasn't a book I wrote, it was my heart that I poured into words for her since the day I got my sight back; but since I was still on bedrest, I used that time to relive our story; I used that moment to pen down my every feeling for her; from the school days to the time I left. Because there are things, I might not be able to say to her, so I chose to write it instead but as I wrote I couldn't help but go back in the past as well and relive every single moment as it happened then. Although, I made certain to not write the torturous moments with Dad in the book; she didn't need to read those. All I want her to read is my love for her...and I exactly know when I would make her read it. It's my wedding gift to her and I don't think there is anything more valuable than my love because she has always wanted it, and she has it in all the right ways.

I planted my lips on the top of the cover as if I was kissing her forehead. They were exactly my feelings every time I had kissed this notebook in all these years and now maximum pages in it were filled with my deepest desires. And they were nothing but to look after her all my life; certainly, we might argue or fight in the coming days but one thing which won't change is our relationship. It was based on respect, trust, and an everlasting love and it will forever be based on it, no matter how many years pass.

Rising to my feet, I checked my watch and smiled whole-heartedly after days. Today, was the day, I'll be out of this hell where I have been living for most of the time in this exile. After the MRI, they postponed the surgery for over two years, and it was only two months back when I lost my all patience, then I marched into William's cabin and threatened him to operate me, in whatever condition I was. It took a greater deal to convince him and another migraine to convince his obstinate father. Surgery went successful thanks to my mother's relief or she would have cried buckets. Before stepping into the OT, I had told her that if something happens to me in case, my heart or mind stopped working then she's to tell Raisha to stay happy otherwise I won't be in peace. William, his father and Mom had shouted so loudly on me then, that I had to remind them that I was the patient then. But I got it, they wanted me to be positive then. And with Raisha's love, I won that battle.

But still I needed rest for a few months before they allowed me to travel. Its been two months after that, and full three years since I have last seen my wife. And finally, a few more hours before I'll hold her in my arms again.

I looked around the hospital room, which looked more of a cozy bedroom because in every corner, I placed her one picture; after not being able to see her for so long, I couldn't help but ask Mom to put her pictures in the entire room so that I'll don't get pissed that they were keeping me longer than I intended to stay. They were small frames; I had robbed my house of her pictures before I left. Lol! Well, at least in some way I had her around me. Even though it sounds crazy, but this is to feel less lonely...

I collected all six frames; then her scarf, books, and other stuff I kept close to me, and pushed them in my bag. After a quick shower, I changed into my black denims, white shirt, and blue velvet jacket, and looked around the room, that I haven't missed anything important.

The door opened and I heard two strange gasps behind me.

"Aayush!" I turned to look to see Mom and William standing there with wide-open mouths. Don't tell me after seeing me in the boring hospital clothes, they forgot how I dress up for most of the time.

"What's wrong?"

"Where do you think you're going?" Mom shouted coming closer.

"I'm not going alone. You're coming along as well and we're going back to India."