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Short Romantic Story

After returning from marriage party, I enter into room and did not switch on the light, Feeling so tired even can’t stand on my feet. The window was opened and the wind was dandling the window scarves in the air. I close the window and lock it. I return with hobbling steps toward sofa. I was surrounded by darkness and with pin drop silence but still sky-lighting produces a sound and flashes. Still strong sound was coming from outside, due to wind while passing through trees.
Tonight, I lost my Heart, my breath, my aim of life. I lost my self. I was surrounded by darkness and loneliness. There was pin drop silence in the room and coming lighting sound from outside. I use my lighter to lighting the red candle and placed it near myself on table. After staring for about 10 minute at candle’s flame, I took my dairy from drawer, passes its pages insanely to find something, at last I got her picture between the pages.  I was feeling so weak and tire, I lay down on sofa holding my dairy in one hand and her picture in another hand. Start reading roughly, the noble and pleasant moment written in dairy, My weakness, tiredness, loneliness animate my past, (reading)   “Today, I told her how much I love her “. On other page “Today, I hold her hand and walk on with sea shore for 10 minutes. I live my whole life in this 10 minutes. “ changing page “ today I am so Happy, I don’t how to express it. I will die from happiness. God gave me the control of whole universe, made me the king. Because when I ask her that “how much you love me, She replied “ more than the star in the sky at night, more than drops in the sea”. she came closer , putting her hand on my face and caress my cheek with her thumb and said “ see in my eyes and look inside me , you will find yourself,  I am not there, because my whole existence is filled with you” , and kissed me… .My eye become moist and filled with tears

And now, my eye filled again with tears. Price-less memory. I cannot read further, tired, feeling the pain in my heart  and feeling like something stuck in my throat, cant swallow it neither vomiting.

 I closed my eye, holding her picture with my chest, and inhale deep breath.

Tomorrow morning,  my friends were carry the bier of my boy and start walking toward grave yard, toward last destination. I start new journey after life. When I was passing across her street, I saw her, sitting in decorated car and she was also starting a new life with her new life partner“.

#writer Nematullah. my first post