Best valentine gift forever

by soma bose
Mrs. Singh was afraid of what happened to me, I was hit by a truck. Barely able to
believe her eyes, she took me to a hospital but my breath went out permanently
from my body, only my spirit was conscious.
She was my next neighbour and I was never pleased with her. Whenever she found
my door was open, with her boldness, she used to make her entry into my room
and after removing the curtain, she used to stare at me. She was a middle aged lady
and I was of twenty years old boy!
Very often, I dared to ask her,"You are spying on me, right?"
She listened and her face clouded with disappointment, she sighed and her reply
was very casual,"I want to see whether everything is fine with you- I am in hurry,"
she used to clarify her sudden entry.
She walked into the graveyard with my friends to bury my body, she took a deep
breath and cried a lot. After everybody's departure, she slowly came near my tomb
and offered a red rose on it. It was my best Valentine gift on behalf of anybody till
now in my life- dead or alive.
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Manahill Naik

Manahill Naik

February 10, 2016 - 17:51 The last line ❤
soma bose

soma bose

February 11, 2016 - 06:22 Thank you Manahil

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