About Story
“A fictional story based on emotions: precious assets with a message. A fictional character Mr. Harry Mathew is the storyteller here himself.”
Present Time
August 15, 2018
It is around 10:00 pm and I am still in the hospital bed. I can feel my mom sitting beside me losing every bit of hope to see me close to her heart in her arms back. Her tears are rolling down from her cheeks demolishing my palm. I am trying hard to tell her that I am alive and I will come back but chains of my past were bounding me to my end. Nothing turned pleasant. There is no way to get back my life and I am announced dead.
They scrolled me towards the crematorium. I was squealing badly in hope to be heard once at least. In unpredictable grief I was turning into a corpse and I left the world with her face in my eyes.
Before two years, (Flashback)
December 28, 2015
It was morning, time for the office.
I was just running my fingers over my presentation in my laptop with a toasted bread in my mouth and cup of tea placed on the table peering at me.
My wife’s morning wish broke my zone and made me realise that I was late for the meeting. I ran towards my car and left home without replying to her. Everything went great and by evening I reached back home.
With a line: ” I’m back, honey…” I placed my blazer and bag on the couch and felt peculiar as I didn’t hear any welcoming reply. I went into the bedroom and found my wife sleeping. I tried to wake her up and feel sorry but I couldn’t… After getting fresh I slept as well.
Next morning my wife wasn’t there, she left a note for me.
With a message that:
” Good morning, I have an appointment with Doctor Miss Marry and I’ll be back by 12:00 pm. After all, as a future mom, in the seventh month it’s important to be regular for checkups.”
I completed my office work and then went out for a golf game with office staff. Once again when I came back home, she wasn’t there for me. Supper was there on the table and she was asleep already.
This time I just woke her up and hugged her full of guilt and compassion. I asked her about her changed behaviour. She turned her face aside and with tears she shared her feelings and complained about my ignorance towards her. She said that “I have been so careless for her and our child. I don’t have any emotions for our child and she felt seriously hurt about my absence in her pregnancy experience.”
I was almost broken up and stunned to hear those lines as I hadn’t done those intentionally to her. I was actually busy and unable to fetch some time for her.
I consoled my apologies to her and promised her not to repeat that situation again. There we were on a fresh start as I came back to the right track but destiny wanted something else.
My luck wasn’t that great. My misbehave and the fore-granted attitude towards my loved ones brought the dead end in our lives…
Next morning, I decided to give her a surprise and I forced her to go to her friend’s house for some fun. And after so many requests she took my car and left for her friend’s house.
I started decorating the house beautifully. It was 3:00 pm and I had some time left so I baked a cute little cake for her and our child. I was all set for the celebration surprise but the clock struck 5:00 and I was waiting for her. I started getting worried and kept calling her but no replies.
When I called her friend, I found that she had not been there since morning. I was insane, I went out in search of her, I was crying her name madly on the roads and then my eyes saw the worst moment of my life. My car crashed badly into a tree trunk and my wife was injured, bleeding seriously and she lost her breath on the spot.
My parents came to my home after getting the news. I was in shock and feeling guilty for all the rumours given by me to my wife.
One night when I was unconscious a bit and had a nap, I saw some visions. My subconscious mind presented a little girl whose clothes were damped in blood, hair covering her face, having a knife in her hands. In her squeaky voice she said “Why you killed us, you don’t have any right to be alive…I wanted to feel your lovely touch…my mom was feeling alone because of you, I was your very own child…but you took my existence away from me.”
Suddenly I felt choked, I was unable to open my eyes, unable to wake up… Everything was black with neutral visibility…
I was in coma…in the ICU…
(End of flashback)
“Never take your close one’s for-granted …do respect their feelings…Do pamper them…Also make sure your presence makes them feel secure.”
