Posted:
13 years ago
My
Sleeping Beauty
As usual, Mayank Sharma,
the owner of Sharma industries got up early in the morning. Did all his
work. He wore white shirt with blue jean and left to meet her angel.He
stopped at the flower shop, where he stops regularly. He bought only one
Red Rose as usual and a bunch of blue orchids. as it was special day
for him. Then he drove his white chevrolet in the direction to meet his
angel. As he entered all were looking at him. It had become a daily
routine for him.Everyday he goes there.
All the staff knew him by
now. The receptionist smiled at him. he too smiled back. Then he slowly
opened the door of ward no.17. There was his angel sleeping amidst all
the wires on the bed peacefully, in her own dreamland. She is Nupur
Bhushan. His love and life. He went to her kept the new rose in her hand
and took previous days rose. He placed that rose in the flower pot
which he had made for Nupur long back. it was a beautiful pot wrapped up
with some gems and shells according to Nupur's choice. It was his firt
gift to her when they were small kids and he had learnt it during clay
modelling. She loved it and he loved her happiness. It was full of red
roses, there were 364 roses in it.
It had been exactly an year
for Nupur being in Coma. The love of his life was in coma, laying there
lifelessly in bed. But still she was looking beautiful, purity
reflecting from her face, just like a sleeping angel. Mayank went and
sat next to her, took her hands in his hand. her hands were soft and
cold against his hot hand. He slowly kissed her palms.
Nupur,
you are looking beautiful as always. So what are you dreaming now, my
angel. When are you going to wake up? I want to talk to you , i want to
tell you so much. I want to listen to you , to all your blabbering, i
miss them so much. I promise you i wont stop you. Please talk to me
Nupurrrr......
His voice was trembling.He took control over
his voice and again spoke
I want to tell you that you are
exactly looking like "Sleepping beauty", beautiful, serene, pure.
Remember once you told me that among all the fairytales, you like
"sleeping beauty" the most because its different from all. In this the
prince wakes her up through his true and pure love from her very deep
and long sleep .............
Our love is also true Nupur and i know
one day you will wake up, you have to because of me, for me, for us. I
am taking care of myself nupur as you told me. Look. I am perfectly
fine. I achieved the sucess too but i want to share it only with
you......
I cant take the guilt anymore Nupur that you are here
because of me.....
just because of me.......
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Flashback
'Nupur,
you are coming to me before the engagement na? 'Mayank asked Nupur for
the 100th th time,and continued' I want to enter our engagement hall
together with you. We will step inside together. I dont want us to go
seperately. Its not at you home too , for this reason i wanted it to
take place in the resort where all the special arrangements are made. so
meet me outside your house."' mayank finished in one breath. He was
more excited than Nupur, more worried too because he wanted everything
to be perfest, afterall he is an Perfectionist, Mr. Perfect.
'By God!
mayank, you are becoming like me. You talked so much in one breadth.
Mera asar ho raha hai' she started laughing. mayank loved her laughter
'cut
to the point nupur, so you wait for me outside your house in 2 hours'
'just
2 hours, how do you expect me to get ready in just 2 hours, dont you
want your going to be wife to look beautiful' mayank knew that Nupur was
already ready , he too played along with her
"Nope. I dont want
anyone else to say that you look beautiful, sweetheart!"
Nupur
blushed but," What!! you dont want me to look good. How rude. You know
what i dont like you even if i love you."
"Me too same honey, though i
love you i dont like you. Now stop your nautanki and i know you are
already ready"
"How?" " Because i love you..." Nupur blushed "to be
Mrs. Sharma, stop your sharmana, i have to go and get ready"
"You are
still not ready? Go and get ready fast." She cut the phone. She looked
herself in the mirror. She was already ready, wearing a white lehenga
with golden embroidery. She smiled at herself, at her Mayank, who loved
her a lot. She considered herself blessed with everything, perfect
parents, perfect sister and a perfect partner in her childhood best
friend, the love of her life. She loved Mayank's family too, which
consists of his mother, who loves Nupur more than her own son. Nupur's
family too loved Mayank, he was perfect.
She was in her own dreamland
thinking about all their small fights and all their lovely meetings
when she heard the sound of the car
Mayank on the other side, all
set in his black suit, white shirt, black shoes, gelled up hair,
looking total handsome left his home in his black car. He reached her
place, he didnt wanted to go inside because he wanted to see his angel
descending down. He got down and leaned over his car. He saw Nupur and
was totally mesmerised by her beauty, Nupur felt his intense gaze on
her. She lowered her eyes but saw him and he was looking dashing. Mayank
was standing on the other side of the road with his car. He was moving
forward,and she towards him slowly.Both were lost and didnt realise the
sound of the horn of the truck coming in their direction whose
brakeswere failed. Before Mayank could push nupur she pushed him and
herself got hit. He saw her white lehenga covered in all blood. He was
numb, broke down but went to Nupur picked her up in his arm and went to
hospital. She was badly injured. All tried to console Mayank but all in
vain, he was lost.
Doctor called Mayank as Nupur was calling him,
"Mayank.....please......dont
blame yourself.........promise me that you will take...... your
care..... and .......fulfill all our dreams....."
Before Mayank could
say anything "Mayu.....I love you.....take care...." and then she went
in coma.
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From
that day Mayank everyday gets the Red rose for her, Her favourite
flower and today he got his favourite Blue orchids for his love, who is
in her deep sleep.....in her own dreamland
His sleeping beauty......
He
know she will wake up, his love will make her wake up.....
some
stories are better to left
incomplete.......................................