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I never ever thought I would spend my Valentine’s Day amidst chaos and anarchy. I like her even now.
“C ’mon, I can’t buy the idea that you like working here. In this mofussil town,cut off from the life we love. This is not done.” It was my ever complaining wife’s voice. I knew there was no way to stop her. I said," They pay good money here and moreover, its home.”
“Home ? Did you say home? I thought we had a home in that city. "
“Please be quiet, Mom and Dad are in the next room.”
“Well, they ought to know how happy we are - together.”
“If you don’t want to be with me, you can always walk out. I’ll not stop you.”

“How dare you say that ?” she came to me and grabbed me by the collars. I would have slapped her tightly, hadn’t she been a lady.
I managed to loosen her grip but the damage had already been done. Both of us were furious and she suddenly decided to leave. Packed her bags." General class seat will do.”, she was talking on the phone. I was amazed by the fact that she sounded so calm after a bitter spat with me.
She was saying, more to herself than me,” I won’t ever leave you in peace, you understand. I’ll neither stay with you nor divorce you. I’ll see to it that you pine for me.”
I was perplexed yet assured that not much would happen. I can bring her back after sometime.
She boarded the Coromondel Express at 7 pm in the evening. I went to see her off but we didn’t exchange a word. Not even a goodbye. But in a few minutes everything changed. The news of derailment of the very same train shot up my adrenaline. I was jilted. I rushed to the spot.
Its almost 2 AM now. I don’t have any news of her. Perhaps she has been rescued. Or couldn’t I identify her body ? My mind, body and soul shiver at this thought. Her words echo in my ear-“ I won’t ever leave you ….. I’ll see to it that you pine for me.”
I wish we hadn’t fought that day…

Will she ever come back to me ?

~the end~


Tara said…
Good start. Go all ears. :) First! :D
sent shivers down my spine!!! AWESOME!
ANWESA said…
thanx 4 reading dear!!but its a single post,no parts to follow.
ANWESA said…
@abhishek sim,
RiverSoul said…
You really kept me riveted and then left me hanging on tenterhooks
Gr8 post
ANWESA said…
Divya said…
oh my god! when i read the title i thought it would be a sweet love story :( you're killing too many people x(
but the story was good and the way you've written it.
ANWESA said…
well,i hope she's not killed..
n thanx 4 reading me again..
sawan said…
o m g. u r awesome!! how did this story pop up in ur mind?? and that too wen the news is so damn fresh!!! it cud be real.. it cud have happened.. may not be the same way.. but similar.. i felt more sad wen i read ur story.. let god be with the victims.
Phoenix said…
way to go!!! what a start and contemporary too!!!
ANWESA said…
well,d accident site is quite near dad travels to work by the same route each week.n it was on 13th i decided 2 rite on it.
ANWESA said…
The Rat... said…
u gave me creeps lady!!!!

incredibly awesome write, Dear..
Pri said…
nice piece of fiction...leaves u with a lump in the throat :(
Keshi said…
BRILLIANT post for a day like this! Loved it. So different and very well written too.

u nvr know wen life strikes at you!!!
always live well, it could be ur last moment!
gr8 write up!!!
Hemanth Potluri said…
that was something extraordinary :)...just loved it...and the suspense is still on ....i am waiting for the continued post :)....Belated Vday :)..

ANWESA said…
@aqua gurl,
ANWESA said…
@the rat,
ANWESA said…
thanx a lot dear!!!
ANWESA said…
@comfortably numb,
thanx...u summed up d post!!
ANWESA said…
well,d suspense continues forever..
der ll b no sequel 2 this..thanx 4 reading!!
haritha said…
gr8 post..loved it...
do visit ma blog
oo7 said…
nice yaar
things left unsaid..
deeds left undone

take care
ANWESA said…
thanx 4 reading dear!!surely gonna visit ur blog
ANWESA said…
thanx 4 reading bro.many stories don't have an end...
Tara said…
Oh! :( Never mind. :)
Rajesh said…
That was just amazing!!! I'm late to read but its better late than never.. AMAZING!! Perfect post for feb 14
ANWESA said…
Dewdrop said…
That's chilling... go on!
alok said…
Your story is a perfect example, for most of us it’s not so hard to believe that the world of life is changing every second but many times we think as if nothing will change there. The change that can happen to kick this life off forever, leaving you completely out of its sense, that is called life and that’s how we all are …

P.S: Mua ye comment odiare lekihi parilini :(
Harshita said…
Built around a real-life incident... as always amazing... i think I need to take a course in English Adjectives to be able to compliment your writing...

It is so true... we never realize the worth of a person until we lose them... :(
ANWESA said…
thanx..but it has no sequel 2 it.
ANWESA said…
dhanyavaad!!wat u'v ritten is nature of human beings-to ponder after things go out of control.
ANWESA said…
thanx 4 complimenting so well!!!nice 2 hear 4m u...
Divya said…
you've got something on my blog :)
ANWESA said…
thanx 4 d award dear!!i wasn't able 2 access 2 ur comment,i thank u here.
*~*{Sameera}*~* said…

May the souls of those who lost their lives in the tragedy find eternal solace.

Well written dear!
Mithe said…
whoa... you rock!I really really liked the content-
am waiting eagerly for the next part:)Post soon please
ANWESA said…
amen!!those unfortunate 9 people-may their souls rest in peace!!
thanx 4 reading dear!!
ANWESA said…
thanx 4 reading dear!!but ders no sequel to was a singular post.
Rakesh said…
for a abstract post its comes out real good...
many times when we loose someone close we understand how imp they were in out life..
u have really highed the fact that not all valentine's end on a good note
ANWESA said…
thanx 4 reading bro!!ur words ncouraged me a lot..
ANWESA said…
yes..a sad one..
thanx 4 reading..
Mampi said…
Very nice and touching...

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