Disclaimer – This post is written in the memory of my favorite actor and a great human Irrfan Khan. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Reader discretion is advised.
The pubic address system at the airport announced a two-hour delay for the New Delhi flight. Shruti has been stuck at the airport for more than 1.5 hours now. Disappointed with further delay, she got up to check out the book store near gate number 5.
Scanning the books stacked chronologically at the store, she picked up a few thriller fiction books. Once stocked with brand new books to read and kill the waiting time, she headed to get a hot cuppa. ‘One espresso with double sugar cubes, please.’ she ordered.
Handing her order, the shopkeeper welcomed another guest with a smile, ‘Welcome Sir, what would you like to have today?’
Shruti looked at the gentleman who just entered the cafe while managing all the things in her hands. ‘May I help you?’ the man asked politely.
‘Thanks, I will manage.’ she replied trying to clutch books that are adamant to fall from her hands. She moved towards the side stool, but the coffee and books both fell down ditching her efforts.
Seeing her fidgeting the man helped her with the things, once settled he asked the waiter to get two coffees for them.
‘Hi, I am Rajith Ratha.’
‘Hello, Rajith. Thank you for helping out, the delays have made me crazy. Well, I am Shruti Das. Are you traveling to New Delhi too?’
‘Yes, but Delhi seems a long fetched destination with extended waiting now.’
There it began, two strangers met at an airport and connected instantly. Life provided a chance to fall in love and they happily took the plunge committed for life.
Family, children, work, and life everything was going well when Rajith was informed about an alien that invaded his body. Life took an abrupt halt and they struggle to fight this disease together. Medical science and treatments left them long ago, but love and hope were still intact.
Shruti never let the fear enter her system, she had a plan to save her love from this deadly disease. Specialized treatments abroad, they visited the best experts to cut the threat down, but life had other plans.
Rajith left for heavenly abode leaving his family behind defeated, and heartbroken. No one was ready to accept the truth, a cruel joke of high heavens. Shruti was in constant denial when she found a letter written in Rajith handwriting in his desk’s drawer.
‘I will always be alive in your hearts and memories.’
The post is written as part of #A2ZChallenge & #BlogchatterA2Z. To read the previous post, please click here. My theme this year is Short Love Stories.
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