Z to A in 26 Days – Nov 19th – J is for Joyful

I found a group of people standing outside, “Can we meet Rahul?” said one from the two, “Yes I am Rahul, and how may I help you?” I said, “Sir, I am Nithin”, said he, “Glad to meet you Nithin,” I said and took them inside my home. They came to settle that entire legal documents, insurance that mom had kept for me. I received those with tears and expressed my gratitude to them. As soon as they left the home, tears visited from my eyes. “Hey… please don’t cry once again,” Isha, said, “How can I? Did I expect these from my mom and Riti? I expected them to live with me forever,” I cried, she tried as usual to convince me but this time no one would have convinced me as I missed them a lot. I locked myself in my living room to hide my tears from her but that frightened her and made her to faint. I take full responsibility for her to faint, as I am the one who made her faint by continuously crying. This time I took care of her, prepared food for us and ate.

“What a life I was having? Now why it changed like this? God this pain is unbearable,” I shouted at God, but as you all know, nothing will change even if we shout at God. “Please at least stop thinking about them in dining table,” Isha shouted at me, “Please put a full stop to this. I cannot afford to make you go ill with just eight days left for our marriage. If you can’t do this then let us postpone the marriage,” She said showing her affection on me. I couldn’t say anything to her but promised her that I will change myself and the marriage will happen as scheduled.

Bala came with legal papers to help us to settle the things. “Good, I can file these papers to start the trust officially also help Little Angel Orphanage angels,” said Bala, we exchanged smiles and good wishes and Bala left the home.

“You are someone special I ever had in my life,” Isha said, “Don’t joke, I am just a piece of trash,” I mumbled, “I don’t think so. You are truly special for me and for everyone,” I don’t know why she said so but I said to myself that I am unlucky special as lost my precious gift Riti and my mom in just 23 years. I made my mind not to cry instead to cherish the sweet moments that I enjoyed with them.

“Life has to go on so fill your life with joyful moments to touch heights,” she said.



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to be continued…