‘Hi this is Osheen from Mahantpur’ introduced Osheen to the new girl from Mahantpur
‘I kow you, we were together in school, BTW I am Sachi’ new girl said…
‘I was wondering, i have seen you somewhere, the reddish cheeks lightish pink lips, We are from the same village right’ Osheen said
‘Yes we are, I am here with my brother and sister, my brother has got room in your block only, can you please take care of him’
‘Surly I will, BTW someone is having an eye over me, How come you know that my room is in the Unicorns*’
(*Unicorns is the name of hostel block)
‘Warden told my father, and nothing like that ‘
Osheen started spending more time with Sachi than Tulika. At first she use to think that they are from the same place and he is doing all this just to make her comfortable, but slowly he was drifting away from her. He started liking her, even when he use to sit with Tulika, Meet and Kaifi the only topic of discussion would be ‘Sachi’.This thing was hurting Tulika and she could not digest it and one day she vomited all her frustration on Osheen without caring that he was sitting with Sachi…
‘Osheen what the hell do you think of yourself’ asked Tulika
‘Kya hua Tulika’ Osheen asked back
‘As if Tumhe kuch pta hi na ho’ replied Tulika
‘Hey wait wait, where are you going’ Tulika stopped Sachi who started walking just to give them privacy
‘Cafe’
‘This raitaa is all your dain, you want to take Osheen away from me’
‘Tulika, what are you talking about, isme Sachi ki koi galati ni hai, let her go’ interrupted Osheen
‘Hua kya hai yr’ asked Sachi
‘Lo bhenji ko pta b ni h hua kya h’
‘Tulika please come aside we will talk’ Osheen said pulling her arm.
‘Jo bat hogi yahin hogi’ interrupted Sachi
‘Look, I dont love you anymore, I love Sachi, Please understand’ Osheen Confessed
World went upside down for Tulika as well as Sachi, Sachi who was just in class 7th was thinking herself to be the reason behind Osheen & Tulika’s breakup. Tulika was all shattered, a student of class 9th who barely knows anything about relationship was undergoing breakup.It is hard for Osheen as well, He forced Tulika out of her life, and Sachi who thinks herself as the reason behind their falling apart preferred not to talk…
Whereas Meet & Kaifi were being the victim of the same as Tulika stooped talking to them as they were still projecting their friend as a good guy…
30 years later……
Among the bunch of pens in the stand, he picks up the one with the least amount of ink it.. settling down on the chair nearby, he starts writing.
“
I won’t start this letter with your name coz i couldn’t write a love letter to anyone other than you. So, my dear if you get a chance to read this, do know that this is for you. That this could never be anoyone other than you.
They say that first love doesn’t last.They say that one’s first relationship shall always break apart. But they are obviously wrong, because our first love brought us together.
When i first saw you on the bus stand while waiting for the school bus, trust me i knew one day surely I will talk to you.. that time i didnt knew the meaning of the word called love. For me love was just a word my Mma used to say while combing my hairs. For some reason that i can’t explain, you looked undeniably attractive to me. Ours was a school love, I was 14 and you were 11, not adults.
No longer kids, in between , lost, till we found each other. I know you won’t agree to this now but I fell for you before you fell for me. You have always claimed that it was love at first sight for you and while it was the same for me, I saw you first, and so I win.
When I asked you out that autumn when I turned 18 and you agreed, I almost danced in joy. I’d been in love with you for almost 4 years, by then. Oh, how difficult it was, hiding it every time you waved or smiled at me, pretending like it didn’t melt my hurt and turn my stomach into jelly. My friends hated me. They told me I was being a fool.
They said that i needed to know you better before started dating.Oh my God, you snatched the cigarette out of my lips and put my hand on your head asked me to swear never to smoke. I knew, how in recess, you always used to walk upto my class and use to have lunch with my friends, I knew u didn’t like sharing your lunchbox with anyone and Meet being too friendly used to take it daily but u never said even a single word. Knowing they are my friends.
But In thought it was wonderful to share your lunch and enjoy.You searched your friends in mine and enjoying with them leaving the rest of the world behind because they didn’t matter as long as world was right beside you. You embraced me into your world , I thot it was magical, Because my dear you were every boy’s dream. So, imagine my delight when you accepted my proposal .
Remember by birthday where almost everyone was invited from my class, Once everyone left you came near me and softly planted a kiss on my lips without even caring of Meet and Kaifi. Their Jaws were dropped as if someone was pulling their jaws and not a single word came out of their mouth.
Throughout the years we’ve argued about who loved whom more. It was one of my favourite fights because it was one that i’d wanted to lose. “Obviously I love you more” You’d say “Ask my friends” friends who were common. I’d fight back. “I love you more ask my heart” .
I didn’t think that we would work out, especially because we were both so young and naive. Some part of me doubted the possibility of this lasting forever.But the most part of me deeply wished we’d stick around together and somehow, magically, make it. And we have, my love.
One of my most vivid memories is when I asked you to marry me. It was 9th December and a beautiful sunny day.We were in our twenties, by then. You wrapped your arm around me, your lovely green dress dancing in the wind as I held onto you, fiddling with the uncomfortably high neck of my blue shirt.
Remember how we confessed our love infront of our respective parents and like any other Indian couple we had to elope. For around ten years we were in Delhi both working and when we had enough we came to this village where we have a small house with fields surrounded. You only agreed because I always wanted to spend my life in village and in the midst of fields.
We never had children because we didn’t want to share our love for each other. for the complete 30 years I kept on asking ‘If you will ever leave me alone’ and You always replied with Nothing, except death can do us apart’
I’m sitting here, writing this letter to you, wondering if you’ll ever read it. If you do, then do know that not even one word has been written without tears in eyes.
I will always love you, my dear.
and you were wrong that day, not even death can do us apart.
Yours forever,
Osheen
“
The pen is now empty and his heart, in comparison, is full. He folds the letter neatly and clutches it tightly. Getting up from the desk. He walks over to the bed where Sachi his wife is now laying. As he brushes the hair off her forehead, He realizes how the cancer has taken a toll on her.
The thirty years together have been magical but God seemed to have thought it was enough. Another tear escaping his eyes, He holds her hand and puts the letter into it. “Think that this letter is me” he says kissing her forehead. “Take it with you”. Sachi hasnt moved in over a week.
But now, with the letter in her hand his fingers in her, she squeezes them. He looks at her through his tears , feeling the pressure of her finger on his own, knowing that she has breathed his last. But what he notices is that the letter is still clutched tightly in her hand. Walking over to the window, He protects his wedding ring with his hand, knowing that he has hardly another five years left to live.
With her by his side, five years would have passed by in a flash. But now these five years will seem endless. Behind him, the door opens. Without turning, he knows its Meet and Kaifi, the only two people in the world by his side.Three of them hug and cry, knowing that this friendship shall last a lifetime.
Just like their love did.
‘I kow you, we were together in school, BTW I am Sachi’ new girl said…
‘I was wondering, i have seen you somewhere, the reddish cheeks lightish pink lips, We are from the same village right’ Osheen said
‘Yes we are, I am here with my brother and sister, my brother has got room in your block only, can you please take care of him’
‘Surly I will, BTW someone is having an eye over me, How come you know that my room is in the Unicorns*’
(*Unicorns is the name of hostel block)
‘Warden told my father, and nothing like that ‘
Osheen started spending more time with Sachi than Tulika. At first she use to think that they are from the same place and he is doing all this just to make her comfortable, but slowly he was drifting away from her. He started liking her, even when he use to sit with Tulika, Meet and Kaifi the only topic of discussion would be ‘Sachi’.This thing was hurting Tulika and she could not digest it and one day she vomited all her frustration on Osheen without caring that he was sitting with Sachi…
‘Osheen what the hell do you think of yourself’ asked Tulika
‘Kya hua Tulika’ Osheen asked back
‘As if Tumhe kuch pta hi na ho’ replied Tulika
‘Hey wait wait, where are you going’ Tulika stopped Sachi who started walking just to give them privacy
‘Cafe’
‘This raitaa is all your dain, you want to take Osheen away from me’
‘Tulika, what are you talking about, isme Sachi ki koi galati ni hai, let her go’ interrupted Osheen
‘Hua kya hai yr’ asked Sachi
‘Lo bhenji ko pta b ni h hua kya h’
‘Tulika please come aside we will talk’ Osheen said pulling her arm.
‘Jo bat hogi yahin hogi’ interrupted Sachi
‘Look, I dont love you anymore, I love Sachi, Please understand’ Osheen Confessed
World went upside down for Tulika as well as Sachi, Sachi who was just in class 7th was thinking herself to be the reason behind Osheen & Tulika’s breakup. Tulika was all shattered, a student of class 9th who barely knows anything about relationship was undergoing breakup.It is hard for Osheen as well, He forced Tulika out of her life, and Sachi who thinks herself as the reason behind their falling apart preferred not to talk…
Whereas Meet & Kaifi were being the victim of the same as Tulika stooped talking to them as they were still projecting their friend as a good guy…
30 years later……
Among the bunch of pens in the stand, he picks up the one with the least amount of ink it.. settling down on the chair nearby, he starts writing.
“
I won’t start this letter with your name coz i couldn’t write a love letter to anyone other than you. So, my dear if you get a chance to read this, do know that this is for you. That this could never be anoyone other than you.
They say that first love doesn’t last.They say that one’s first relationship shall always break apart. But they are obviously wrong, because our first love brought us together.
When i first saw you on the bus stand while waiting for the school bus, trust me i knew one day surely I will talk to you.. that time i didnt knew the meaning of the word called love. For me love was just a word my Mma used to say while combing my hairs. For some reason that i can’t explain, you looked undeniably attractive to me. Ours was a school love, I was 14 and you were 11, not adults.
No longer kids, in between , lost, till we found each other. I know you won’t agree to this now but I fell for you before you fell for me. You have always claimed that it was love at first sight for you and while it was the same for me, I saw you first, and so I win.
When I asked you out that autumn when I turned 18 and you agreed, I almost danced in joy. I’d been in love with you for almost 4 years, by then. Oh, how difficult it was, hiding it every time you waved or smiled at me, pretending like it didn’t melt my hurt and turn my stomach into jelly. My friends hated me. They told me I was being a fool.
They said that i needed to know you better before started dating.Oh my God, you snatched the cigarette out of my lips and put my hand on your head asked me to swear never to smoke. I knew, how in recess, you always used to walk upto my class and use to have lunch with my friends, I knew u didn’t like sharing your lunchbox with anyone and Meet being too friendly used to take it daily but u never said even a single word. Knowing they are my friends.
But In thought it was wonderful to share your lunch and enjoy.You searched your friends in mine and enjoying with them leaving the rest of the world behind because they didn’t matter as long as world was right beside you. You embraced me into your world , I thot it was magical, Because my dear you were every boy’s dream. So, imagine my delight when you accepted my proposal .
Remember by birthday where almost everyone was invited from my class, Once everyone left you came near me and softly planted a kiss on my lips without even caring of Meet and Kaifi. Their Jaws were dropped as if someone was pulling their jaws and not a single word came out of their mouth.
Throughout the years we’ve argued about who loved whom more. It was one of my favourite fights because it was one that i’d wanted to lose. “Obviously I love you more” You’d say “Ask my friends” friends who were common. I’d fight back. “I love you more ask my heart” .
I didn’t think that we would work out, especially because we were both so young and naive. Some part of me doubted the possibility of this lasting forever.But the most part of me deeply wished we’d stick around together and somehow, magically, make it. And we have, my love.
One of my most vivid memories is when I asked you to marry me. It was 9th December and a beautiful sunny day.We were in our twenties, by then. You wrapped your arm around me, your lovely green dress dancing in the wind as I held onto you, fiddling with the uncomfortably high neck of my blue shirt.
Remember how we confessed our love infront of our respective parents and like any other Indian couple we had to elope. For around ten years we were in Delhi both working and when we had enough we came to this village where we have a small house with fields surrounded. You only agreed because I always wanted to spend my life in village and in the midst of fields.
We never had children because we didn’t want to share our love for each other. for the complete 30 years I kept on asking ‘If you will ever leave me alone’ and You always replied with Nothing, except death can do us apart’
I’m sitting here, writing this letter to you, wondering if you’ll ever read it. If you do, then do know that not even one word has been written without tears in eyes.
I will always love you, my dear.
and you were wrong that day, not even death can do us apart.
Yours forever,
Osheen
“
The pen is now empty and his heart, in comparison, is full. He folds the letter neatly and clutches it tightly. Getting up from the desk. He walks over to the bed where Sachi his wife is now laying. As he brushes the hair off her forehead, He realizes how the cancer has taken a toll on her.
The thirty years together have been magical but God seemed to have thought it was enough. Another tear escaping his eyes, He holds her hand and puts the letter into it. “Think that this letter is me” he says kissing her forehead. “Take it with you”. Sachi hasnt moved in over a week.
But now, with the letter in her hand his fingers in her, she squeezes them. He looks at her through his tears , feeling the pressure of her finger on his own, knowing that she has breathed his last. But what he notices is that the letter is still clutched tightly in her hand. Walking over to the window, He protects his wedding ring with his hand, knowing that he has hardly another five years left to live.
With her by his side, five years would have passed by in a flash. But now these five years will seem endless. Behind him, the door opens. Without turning, he knows its Meet and Kaifi, the only two people in the world by his side.Three of them hug and cry, knowing that this friendship shall last a lifetime.
Just like their love did.
The End
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