The airplane had just landed at the airport. I felt the energy of the airplane transferring into my body as I was about to join my dream university. I couldn’t control my excitement on reaching the campus. I felt the breeze nourishing my body and enlightening my soul. Straightway , I went to the administrative office to check about my room.
‘Name?’ an old fat man drinking tea asked. ‘Vinod Sharma’ I said . 206 is your hostel room ,he said and handed me the keys . My mother had requested the department to not to allot any other mate so I didn’t had to wait for anyone. I took my suitcase and went to the hostel room . I went on searching for my room in the hostel premises when I finally founded it on the second floor beside a common window of the hallway . I took out the key from my pocket and opened the door. A bed was attached to the wall which had four standard sized open windows from where breeze was flowing in , making the room cool and scented. Beside the bed a small wooden table was there and the other side of the wall had almirah . I was satisfied with the condition of my room. I opened my suitcase and put everything in their respective places . My work was finished and was waiting for the vehicle to come as I had only brought the primary things and my books and other secondary stuff were being transported by a vehicle. I was so tired after cleaning my room that my brain was forcing me to take a nap.
I was woken up by my phones ringtone. It was my mother’s boyfriend . I didn’t wanted to receive . I hated him too much as he didn’t deserved my mother. I didn’t answered his phone , instead he messaged me and informed that the transporting vehicle is outside and is not being allowed inside the campus. Now , my job was to run like an animal , carry bulky stuff with the help of my thin palm . I took all the boxes with the help of school workers and straightaway took it to my room. I couldn’t control my eagerness to open it as I didn’t knew what I had packed . Actually speaking I didn’t packed , it were my parents who did it as I was busy packing my suitcase . I opened one of the boxes which was named as ‘EXTRAS’ . I was confused as my mother didn’t allowed me to have any extra thing as it will be useless and distracting my studies . On trying to push the box I felt how light the box was and looked as if it was empty.
I opened the box and it was empty , as expected . Observing it carefully , I saw a dark colored envelope which was neatly stamped . To Vinod , it said . I opened the letter …
Hello my child . I hope that you are reading this letter, only you . I also hope that you are reading this letter in happiness and excitement and not in despair because of me . I miss you a lot son . I didn’t know when are you going to read this letter or even this letter would be given to you as I don’t have much faith on people except you and your mother. All the sufferings that have happened are because of me and I want that all these memories should be rubbed off from your book.
We don’t have any power in fixing our life span . Nobody knows as to when he or she is going to leave this Earth. Maybe I am destined to die when my child was only 11 years . I couldn’t even meet you for the last time . That is why I have written you this letter and have put it in this box . I hope it has safely reached you .
The last memory which I had of yours was when , we scolded you to eat dinner with us instead of going to the television room . Suddenly , something happened in my body and the next time I woke up , I was in the hospital , hoping to see you . I don’t even know how much strength is left in me , maybe tomorrow my eternal soul will leave my body .
I didn’t told your mother about my last wish when asked because I want you to know . I will be more happy to see your mom in a white gown with another man happily holding his hands and walking miles in the path of well being . Help her in despair and tell her that its my last wish to see you both happy , without me .
From your dying father
A drop of tear was on the letter . Tears shed down from my eyes . At that time I learnt what true love is . The everlasting bond even after being dead in what true love is , which has no ego , no revenge . M y father even after being on his dead bed selflessly thought about his family and not himself. I took the paper and gently kissed it and said ‘Rest in peace dad ‘ . I knew what I had to do .
I called my mothers boyfriend and told him about the plan and excuses he had to give to mom to bring her here. After sometime he informed me that they will be reaching by tomorrow morning . Meanwhile my friends were busy buying stuff for the auspicious occasion. After working and decorating , our work was done and we all doze off to sleep .
Next morning , they reached the hostel room and as planned my mother was crying as she was given the information that I am in the college hospital , admitted . Then my female friends took her to the girls hostel room in a hurry and there she was surprised to see her wedding dress . Secretly a video was being recorded to capture the spontaneous reactions my mother had when she saw her old rugged yet golden white wedding gown . My mother was confused. The girls tried their level best to give the most stupid reasons , like your son wants to see you in a gown . My mother didn’t had any speck of idea of what was going on with these students .
The girls dressed her and tried to put makeup as my mother was refusing it. One of the boys shouted from outside , signaling them to bring her down. The girls took my mother into the decorated hallway where she saw that everyone was waiting for her.
From behind I startled her by telling that today is her wedding. She was speechless . I touched her rough cheeks and planted a kiss on it. ‘You look beautiful’ I said . I didn’t gave her the letter . I took her hands and walked to the podium . She was crying . It was the first time I saw her cry . She didn’t even cried at the time of my fathers funeral. You look even more prettier when you cry, I teased her . She giggled . Who is going to marry a widower , and never has Arjun ( her boyfriend ) talked about marriage to me , she asked . Suddenly she saw him standing up from the crowd of students . He ran to her and knelt down and took out a ring from his pocket and pronounced the special words.
I wished him from aside and moved away from her . My mothers tears had increased . I could see all these tears had been saved for this occasion . While this memorable scene was going , I joined the crowd . There was pin drop silence . I felt that my mother was not happy . Maybe she didn’t wanted to be with another ‘HUSBAND’ or maybe she knew that nobody could take his dead husbands place .
I felt that I had done one of the greatest mistakes of my life . If felt that the romantic scenes of the movie can’t be implemented on life. Thinking of this I started to cry quietly . My friends tried to console me . My mother didn’t paid attention to anything. Her head was facing the ground, stoned . The tile beneath me was wet . I didn’t know how she is going to respond unless an until I heard her say ‘I DO.’