She
dropped to the floor, her heart pounding , tears rolling down her cheeks, she could not
sense her existence. Everything was a blur. Life was coming to an end. There was
no future, no present , the past had
killed it all. She kept calling him as he left but not a sound could be heard. She
had taken a decision , a decision to commit suicide without killing herself ,
she had taken a decision to survive and not live, she had taken a decision to
leave the love of her life.
This was
worse than committing suicide she thought as she lay on the floor in a puddle
of her tears. She could not let him go like this. She wanted to stop him , call
him back to her , have that smile on her lips again, but she could not for he
had murdered her a long time back.
She had
a beautiful smile, everyone said that to her. Her flawless skin was like the
flowing river getting brighter in the sunlight. She had loads of friends and
they loved her. She was a cheerful bubbly girl, full of life, always happy and
making others happy. And then she met him. That day changed her life. She fell
in love with him. He fell in love with her. She had met her knight in shining
armor. Little did she know he came with a sword. Love blossomed . And soon they
were together. He was everything or her. She would go to any lengths for him .
She could kill and get killed. She would never let him be sad . She would never
say a no for an answer.
And with this she changed. No more
friends , no more smiles. Her eyes were sad as they were tired of giving. He
used her,abused her and yet she listened. He shouted at her and yet she
listened. He never understood her and yet she stayed. He never let her bloom
and she stayed crushed. He never encouraged her and she never progressed. He never
thought highly of her and she started thinking low of herself. She cried the
nights , she survived the days. Her face was listless and her body cold. She hid
her swollen eyes behind big spectacles. She lied that she could not sleep. She had
nightmares of the monster killing her. Yet there never was any blood around.
She wanted to run away but love
stopped her. She wanted to flee but she was bound by the shackles of love. She
wanted to save herself but she did not. She knew it was like slow poison . she
knew he was getting at her. Slowly and steadily he would kill her. The little
emotions she had in her would all die. She would lose and how. She knew it and
yet she accepted defeat. What better than dying at the hands of my love she
thought. But yes she had hope, hope that he would change, hope that
circumstances changed, hope that she would smile again.
But the hope died. He slapped her .
He didn’t lift his hand. He slapped her with his words. She had gone out with
her friends and he did not like it . And so he had shouted at her. She
apologized but it didn’t affect him. He was like a mad bull. He was red with
rage . he forced himse lf on her and at that very moment he killed her. Without
a weapon, without a reason , without blood he murdered her. She pushed him away
and asked him to leave and never come back . She was dead and the dead don’t love
, they only haunt but in her case it would be her knight in shining armor who
would haunt her all the rest of her life. A life with a body and no soul….
