I wanted to believe in love again, for the second time. However, I wanted to take some time before I accepted his proposal. I told him that I would meet him next evening at the same place, same time.
I boarded the bus, whilst my mind wobbling..not knowing what is the right thing to be done.
I then thought to drop in to my ashram where I used to go as a child..I loved the sisters there..They were full of affection for me! As I entered the ashram, the sister, oblivion of my state of mind enquired, "Aaranya, do you remember your childhood promise to me?"
In a flashlight speed, old memories spilled out of my mind where I had promised the sisters to take up the responsibility of the ashram, for I learnt the joy of being compassionate from there! I had larger vision always; never restricted to my own happiness!
I got my answers! Now I knew what I wanted. I loved him enough, to the extent of letting him go..not wanting him to stop only for my own dreams. I knew I would always have his love in my heart which would keep my life going...!
Monday, 11 September 2017
Second chance
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short story,
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