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A Good bye..........contd

by Nitheena Jackson
(Kottayam, Kerala, India)

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Ritika's JOURNAL

Me, Ritika Singh is handing over this journal to Ananya Shah and I want her to hand it over to Aarav, the original owner of this journal.

Aarav, turn to page 77
I turned to page 77. There was nothing inside except a handwritten letter.
Dear Aarav, I hope this letter reach you. And I know, by the time you read this I won't be here anymore.

I don't know what to say. Not that I have nothing to say. I actually have a million things to share with you. But I just can't. All I can say is sorry

Sorry, for lying to you that day.
I shouldn't have done that I know.
Sorry, for hiding the truth from you.
You were right. I didn't go to meet Sameera, that day. Instead, I went to the hospital. Sorry I didn't tell you this. Sorry I am saying it now, through a letter.

I was dying Aaarav. 3rd stage cancer. I didn't have much time. And I can't let you weave dreams for a 100 years with a girl, who is not sure whether she'll be alive for next Christmas. You were already planning everything. You were planning our wedding, our new life. How could I intentionally let you do that?

Yes, we could have started a new life. We could have had a cute little Aarav or another Ritika. But what will you
say to them, when they ask you about their mom? Our kids don't deserve that Aarav.

I don't know if this decision is right or wrong. I don't wanna think much. All I know is that I love you and I can't let you have false hopes. I can't give you anymore hopes. I can't see you weaving a million dreams of us together. I think this is better. I better end this before giving you a lifetime full of grief.

So here I am, Ritika Singh writing this last letter to the love of her life. Aaarav, I need you to move on. I know it's hard, but atleast live for me. For my dreams, our dreams.

In another universe, I know you'll be mine and I'll be yours. I know we'll meet again, if not in this world, in some other world, for love never dies even when lovers do.

I, Ritika Singh, love Aarav Malhotra and will keep on loving him, till eternity. Aaarav, I know you don't believe in forever. But forevers do exist, for you and I are written on the stars.

Until we meet again,
Ami tomake bhalobasi~
Ritika Singh.
A tear missed my eyes, followed by another one. I cried. I cried until I was out of breath. Rain accompanied my sadness. Maybe, the universe is crying too.

And somehow today, I felt as if the rain was actually kissing me, instead of drenching


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