Siddharth was on his way home from
yet another long day at the office. He knew he was going to face another
argument with Aditi. This was the third time this week that they had planned
for a “night for two” and it wound up getting cancelled because of their hectic
work schedules. The fact that it was raining heavily and traffic was a mess
wasn’t helping matters either. His thoughts strayed to the time when it was
just the two of them…and love was enough. The long talks on the phone….the
coffee dates…the way her face would light up when he complimented
her….wait…there were lights ahead…a car….headed straight for his car. He honked
and tried to swerve….there was a flurry of headlights which blinded him…an
angry grating of metal as the cars hit each other and then…silence.
He had no idea how long he was
unconscious. When he spoke up, he was in a spacious white room – I must be in
the hospital…Aditi!!!... I have to call her!!! As he looked around for his
belongings, he saw a man come in.
The stranger smiled and said “Hello,
how are you feeling now?”
"I’m ok…I guess” replied
Siddharth.
“Is there anything you need?”
“Yes…I’m looking for my phone. I need
to call my wife. She must be worried sick.”
“Love marriage eh?” the stranger gave
Siddharth a conspirator smile.
“Yes…been together for seven years
and married for one of them. In fact we’ll be celebrating our wedding
anniversary next week.”
“Ahhhhh...young love!!"
“Do you still love her just as much?
Or is it different now that you’re married?”
“Of course I still love her just as
much…more even. She knows that too…just because we can’t spend as much time
together doesn’t mean I’ve stopped loving her!!! I work these long hours so
that I can provide my family…she knows that…she works just as hard too…”
“But how do you know that she still
loves you the same way?”
“What do you mean? Of course I
know!!! She’s my wife!!! Its true we’re going through a bit of a rough patch…but
that’s bound to happen…we still love each other and we’ll make it through…”
“Let me ask you something…if you
could speak to your wife right now, what would you say?”
“Well…I would tell her I’m fine. That
she shouldn’t worry….and…I guess I’ll tell her that I love her.”
The stranger handed Siddharth his
cellphone and said “Ok…call her then.”
Siddharth dialed the familiar number
of Aditi’s cell and waited for her anxious voice to answer….ringing….”The
number you are trying to reach is currently busy. Please try again later.”
“Damn!!! Looks like she’s busy...”
“She didn’t answer the phone?”
“She might still be at work…or caught
in a meeting…she’ll SMS me though…”
“Does she always do that when she
can’t answer the phone during a meeting or anything?”
“Oh yes…always…it’s a small thing
between us…she even cribs via SMS about how boring those sessions are!!!
She
should me messaging me right now….”
“Ok.”
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Aditi looked at her watch yet again.
Damn!!! That conference call had gone on way too long….Siddharth was going to
be mad about having to cancel their plans yet again. She stared at her phone –
one missed call. He had called her but she couldn’t even answer the phone. She
had wanted to SMS him right then but her boss had swooped into her cabin and
started off about the project that wasn’t going anywhere. She had to spend over
half an hour to pacify him. Finally, having dealt with him, she picked up her
phone and was about to call Siddharth when her phone beeped. It was a
message…from Siddharth. “Please don’t worry about me. I’m fine. I love you.”
Puzzled, she started to call him back when the phone rang in her hand.
“Hello?”
“Hello, is this Mrs. Aditi
Bhatnagar?”
“Yes…it is….who’s this?”
“Mrs. Bhatnagar, this is the police.
I’m very sorry to inform you that your husband met with an accident about an
hour back. He died on the spot…”