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Day of Love

It was a bright sunny morning, I woke up after a late night chat with my lady love. Suddenly at 11:00 am she called me and said she was going home, she didn’t tell me the reason rather I didn’t let her speak as the news spoilt our date plan. We used to stay in the town of Bhopal, whereas her home was at Indore, which is at a distance of 200 kms from Bhopal. I immediately got up and without doing my chores, I rushed towards the bus stand. There she was, pretty as always, bathed in bright sunlight. Seeing her, I fell in love with her again. At the very moment, I thought of embracing her with all my love for her. With a bit of thought, I decided against as I have to portray my anger. I didn’t speak to her, just stood beside, observing the surroundings, accidently touching her hand every now and then. Hardly a moment has passed, the bus arrived and she left. When I reached home on my bike, I checked my phone, which read 10 missed calls and an SMS. All were  from her. The message read, “Mom is not well, so I have to leave. You take care of yourself, you look tired. Love you”. I felt something inside me. I called her number, but immediately disconnected. Suddenly something shook me and I started my bike and rode towards Indore.  My bike was in full swing and me fully enthralled thinking about her that I didn’t realise, when I fell down on the highway and got myself badly hurt. The bike was damaged badly that it won’t start. I parked it aside the road and boarded a cab to Indore. In an hour or so, I reached Indore and that too before her. Thus ready to welcome her.

The bus arrived, and there she was with red watery eyes as if she wept all the way. As she unboarded the bus, she found me standing beside his father. Incidentally I didn’t realise that Sardarji standing next to me was her father. She looked at me, then her father and it didn’t take her a moment to realise what has happened. She dropped her bag and ran towards me and embraced me with her full strength leaving the father spellbound. The father looked upon amused and understood our feeling for each other. I greeted my future father in law and then went home happily. Thus I found my day of love.

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