Sunday, 19 July 2015

First Love… A Memory Forever

It was a Sunday morning. She was arranging her cupboard when a folder fell down from the shelf.She opened it and found numerous memories of her teenage. She sat down and viewed them one by one reliving the old days.A bright smile lit up her face as she went through her class photographs, school magazines,farewell sheets etc. She was about to close the folder when a dry red rose slipped from her diary and fell into her hand.And as she lifted that red rose ,she was transported to her past... 13 November,2003-I was eagerly waiting for him to arrive that day but could find no trace of him since morning. After attending my English class, as I headed towards the canteen,suddenly someone held my wrist and pulled me into an empty classroom. Shit ! It was him. Before I could open my mouth to question him,he placed his finger on my lips and said,'Sshhh'. I was still in trance when he took out a red rose from his jacket and kneeled down before me. Before I could digest the fact that the love of my life,is right in front of me,he said , 'Aleysha, I love you !' 'Will you be mine?' With great joy I accepted the rose, and responded 'Yes' ! And thereafter he took me in his arms. She was deeply lost into that moment when a voice came from behind,which dragged her back to the present. "What's that Mummah?", her four year old son questioned pointing towards the rose. She quickly wiped her tears and replied, "Nothing beta." She then treasured the rose into the folder and placed it back into her cupboard, the doors of which now remain closed forever. Because every love story does not have a happy ending.

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