Day 7

The fateful day began with my spirits on cloud nine. I was all the more insane with quirky smiles for no particular reason. My heart was certainly racing and mind, well god alone knows where it was flying towards. It was deep imprinted into me that I had to express my feelings to her that day, for it was a now or never situation, I was after all returning back to my old sober filled life at Bangalore city that night & I had this deep down fear within as to when I would see her again. We met her along with her folks and headed out to Bekal fort. It’s an architectural marvel of Kasargod, a place with its silhouette of romanticism. The setting was nothing less than perfect with the gutsy cool wind from the oceans flowing across. She was watching the ocean from one of the corners of the fort. I looked around and found the area quite secluded. The breeze was strong and her hairs were waving across her glowing face. Mustering courage I walked up to her. Placing my hands behind her back I told “Can I tell you something…”

My heart suddenly skipped a beat. I was shocked as she fell rapidly and lay on my arms. There were drops of blood trickling from her nose. I reached for my phone to call an ambulance but she stopped me. “I want you to listen to me” She said. I had no choice but to listen, it was her last wish after all. “The last seven days were the best days of my life. You bestowed to my mourning spirit happiness in the final days of my life. I’m sorry I never told you that I have cancer. I ….” Her breathing stopped. I wanted to cry out loud but couldn’t find my voice. Every dream I had of a wonderful life lay shattered and dead right on my arms. I hadn’t even told the three golden words to her. I couldn’t control my tears as I looked on to the serene white face that had lost its glow, its twinkle and fragrance that was reminding nothing more than pain….