White sheets, a hard bed, the typical smell, she rememnered the last time she was there, it was about 8 months back and her father had been in the same ICU, she hated it, she hated all of it....If she left, he wouldnt even realize...The doctors had already said that he could stay in this state for minutes,hours, years....She missed him...This was all her fault...If only.....
She could leave...but she would not....if only....
A good days haul, he thought to himself as he ran home with all of his loot...dad would be happy, he would drink well tonight, and maybe he would get some good food tonight...hm...tandoori chicken maybe? Then maybe, if paapa was in a good mood..he could take tommorow off, and play with rukmini...he had a thing for her...she was so pretty....
It was killing him....my god!! That man did not deserve that....When the small kid had snatched his case...The look of pure despair stayed on his face for exactly two minutes..then it was gone...and in its place a look of pure decision...When the train left the station...he had this feeling...the look on the mans face was very strange, and then...he jumped...and another train came on the other line...What if...
He waited there with her, holding her hand...stroking it softly....They just sat in the hospital..In a way, he wondered whether this was a boon...he had always loved her, always wanted her, and now that HE had gone, she may be his...this is what he had wanted for the last 12 years..NO!! he said to himself....thinking that way was wrong...she needed him right now...how could he think that way when she was so devastated...but he always had wondered, what it would be like....
Thats right...it was almost over...he was dying happy, he had provided for his wife, made the life of a small slum kid for a day, left the path open for Her friend...sure, she would miss him, for a while...but she would not be alone....and with that thought, he took his last breath and jumped....no regrets..none at all....
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