Love Unfulfilled

She looked at the sky that spread over her… a calmness seeped through her. Wishing he should have been here, with her. And then he hugged her from behind. Warmth rushed through her body and she leaned on him. Closing her eyes, she felt his breath on her neck and wished time stopped. Everything was calm around, not within. Within her, raged a war of emotions and feelings. She wanted to throw caution out of the window. She turned towards him, kissed him deeply, as if kissing him for the last time. It was indeed her last time. Then she walked away from him, to her home. Leaving a piece of her with him, walking towards the jigsaw puzzle, she was a piece of. 

Monsoon...

It wasn't Monsoon, yet there was water everywhere. Oh! Crazy, she had tears in her eyes. Age does that to you, right? She brought the paper, close to her eyes again, trying to read each word again. Did she miss the line, where he wrote, “I will come and take you, Mom, from the aged home.” She was hallucinating, sure she was. The bell rang; she stood and walked towards the dining hall, throwing the paper in the dust-bin. Clouds thundered outside, skies grew dark and it poured. Heavy and huge droplets fell, making intolerable noises. But she ate her salad, as the doctor advised. After all, she had only herself to take care of.