It was 25th January 2011. Nisha was waiting for her husband Akshaye . It was their marriage anniversary. Things have got changed since their marriage. From the cute couple they turned into a
fighting one. The quarrel everyday on every small thing. Nisha gave up
thinking that Akshaye must have forgotten their anniversary and surely
won't be back home on time.
Akshaye too didn't like how the things were going. She was so loving, so
caring before marriage. How everything is changed so radically. Yet they still love each other. It was 4:00 p.m. The bell rang. Nisha was surprisingly happy that Akshaye remembered. She ran to open the door.
Indeed Akshaye was standing outside. He was smiling and had a bunch of flowers in his hand. The two then started reliving their beautiful days, making up for their quarrels. There was champagne, light music, and it was raining a little outside. Overall the weather too seemed to get
romantic along with them.
But the moment came to a slight pause. The phone in the bedroom was ringing. Quite agitated, Nisha went to pick up the
phone. It was a man on the other side.. Hello madam I am calling from the police station. Is it Mr. Akshaye Malhotra's number? Yes, it is. There was an accident and a man died. We got your number from the man's purse. We need you to come here and identify the body.
Nisha's heart sank. Whhhhaaat?? B-but my husband is here with me? "Sorry
madam the accident took place at 3:00 p.m. when the man was trying to board a bus.
Nisha was about to lose her senses. How could this happen? She knew this type of things. She had heard about this. The soul
of the person comes to meet you before it parts. She ran to the drawing room. Akshaye was not there. Is it true then? Has something that bad really happened to Akshaye? Has he left her forever? Oh God! had she been given another chance she would have mended all her faults. She
rolled down on the floor awestruck.
Suddenly there was noise from the bathroom. Akshaye came out and said,
"I forgot to tell, you dear, my purse was stolen while I was returning home."
Life might not give you a second chance. So never waste a moment when you can make up for your deeds.
Received by the courtsey of Arjun Bhattacharyya
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