“Yes, I am on my way”, he said over the phone.
Rohan was so happy. After a lot of writings and chatting he was about to meet Isha. Even though they never met, a bond of love kept them so close.
Rohan smirked while driving. The dusky evening added color to his smile. He wondered what he would tell, on seeing her for the first time. The silhouettes in his dreams were going to acquire a face.
‘Isha would be in her way too’, the thoughts about Isha made him drive fast.
‘A few more minutes to meet her’!! He took a peep at his watch and it seemed the needles were not moving.
He pressed the accelerator with great excitement.
SSSSSSSSSSSPPPPLLLLLAAASSHH… He didn’t see the car in front of him slowing down.
Before he could do anything the two cars got smashed.
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Rohan was sitting on a chair, enjoying the beauty of dusk. The cold wind caressed his wrinkled face, making him chilled. His grey colored hair seemed drenched of the mist. He always liked spending the evenings in fresh-cold-open air.
“Rohan, Beautiful evening huh? “ Rohan looked at Isha sitting beside him.
“Yeah, it is. As beautiful as the evening we decided to meet. “, replied Rohan followed by a sigh.
Isha kept mum.
Rohan wanted to wipe off the memories about that evening from his mind, but in vain. It popped up in his mind every now and then.
‘The damn accident..!’, he felt deep pain in his heart. The had accident created a dark shadow over his life, but he never could believe that Isha was the one in the other car.
“Its late, Lets go inside”, isha replied in her feeble voice.
“I am sorry Isha, I was the one who caused all these to you”, tears rolled over his cheeks. He felt words are not enough to express his grief.
Isha wanted to wipe his tears off, but her immobile body didn’t allow her to do so. Rohan stood up and pushed her wheel chair towards their house.
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