Destiny or Coincidence?

Chapter 69

Hi, my dear readers,

Here is your awaiting chapter. It took me a while to write it because of the twist at the end.

This chapter is not edited, so there will be grammatical mistakes. Please kindly ignore it and enjoy the chapter. 

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Athira Patel

I don't even know how this one week has passed without me crying my eyes out as I thought it would be and all thanks to my dear boyfriend and my best friends. They were with me throughout the day in this week without giving me the chance to think about anything else by distracting me from it.

Of course there was a lot of work in the office too, which successfully distracted me from everything else but even I should agree with myself that I didn't feel alone this time and even it didn't hurt that much as it used to be previously. It might be because of my new life or it might be even because I had moved on from her death. Whatever the reason might be but I am glad that I didn't cry all over like a baby I used to be. It's a lot better this year.

I miss her so much. There is no one that would replace her part in my life because she is a mother and everything to me. I will forever miss my first best friend, guide, and teacher but I am glad to move on from my guilt and start a new life with my loved ones. I would have been devastated if not for them to be with me all the time in every step I take.

They laughed with me, cried with me and even consoled me when I needed someone most to hold me. They were always there for me and now the list has been increased with other new friends and my love.

She might not be here today to see all of my friends but I know that wherever she is at present, she is watching over me with happiness for finding new friends and relations. She will be happy seeing me laughing and being happy all the time.

Of course, this new thinking is again because of Abhi. He was the one to make me realise that she might be watching over us and must be sad because of me crying over her. He explained to me that, all she wants for me is to be happy for her and not the other way around. Only in that case, she might be happy watching her daughter's life filled with colours. He taught me to think differently in her perspective which made me realise my mistake.

It was hard at first, but with the help of him and all the others, I started being normal again by doing my routine work. I am really grateful for it because in the past years it always took a month for me to recover from that trance but now, it's really different. I feel different like some kind of burden had been lifted off my shoulders by making me breathe normally again after all those years.

She used to say all this kind of motivational speeches to make me happy and normal whenever I was sad, and now Abhi took that responsibility. It's like my mother has blessed me in the form of him and often I feel like a baby being taken care of. He doesn't even know that he sometimes behaves like my mom, but that's the part I like about him a lot. He can be my boyfriend, my best friend, my teacher, my trainer, my boss, my tutor, my guide, my love and even my mom when it's needed.

Somehow he filled that void in my heart by showing me care and love which no one was able to cross it until now. Not even my own best friends. It's a miracle and surprising at the same time but I am happy about that. Be always surprises me with his actions and words.

She used to be my everything and now after all these years, he is slowly becoming my everything with his love and care. It's frightening to see how fast he can capture my heart and mould them into strings to play according to his taste. He crossed the boundary which I have closed after my mom died and never opened it in fear of getting hurt again. But with him, I am ready to go to hell or walk on any fire or even get hurt multiple times and at the end of the day, it's all worth it because it will all be for him. He is worth it. It's scary to think of this way but still beautiful in its own way.