He was at the park,he spent a few evening hours everyday there,it brought a little life to his routine.His heart was sinking in a strange serenity and bareness.He liked watching people there,people whom he knew not,people who knew him as the Man on the Bench.He watched them quietly.The sun was on its way home,but he did not want to leave .Memories torment his thoughts,his being,his breath.But he did not move....
Two kids were fighting over a bicycle,the little girl wanted to ride first.The boy being a BOY wouldn't budge.She cried.He handed her a toffee dug from his rugged pantpockets.She smiled.And so did the man on the bench.An elderly couple walked by,the old lady gripped her husband's arm as she carefully watched his steps and did not let him fall,they looked at each other.The old man stroke his fingers over her silver white hair,they walked towards home.As he watched them a tear drop rolled down his eye,stuck in transition,only if she was around......
It seemed like yesterday,he had moved to a new neighbourhood.A pretty girl in pink wearing butterfly clips with her doll clutched in her arms knocked his door.She had come to make a new friend.She smiled.He din't.He loved football but she couldn't play,although she liked it.But she had something else for him.
As the summer came to an end,the two kids rode their bicycles to school together,they raced down and up the hill.She always won.He liked it.He liked her.He hated homeworks,she did it for him.He liked it more.He liked her more.Sometimes it rained,sometimes it snowed and sometimes the weather was just perfect.Life was just perfect.
Years passed and she grew prettier,and he was now a handsome young man.They were always together.Friends,families,college,movies,plays,books,walks,fights everything was just one life.He loved her,she knew not;she loved him,he knew not and that both were in love,the world knew....
One day they were walking by the lakeside,everything seemed as usual;they walked together always but today he slowed down and stood behind looking at her.She turned,he opened his arms.Eyes met.She ran toward him.The trees bowed and kissed the water and rejoiced,the joy spread in the air.
She looked gorgeous in the pearl white gown,she was the fairy in his life.They exchanged vows as they said 'till death does us apart'.They were now man and wife.He was the happiest man that day.
Life was a smooth sail,every little moment fit the frame.A few months later,she was getting weaker,she couldnt smile like before,her eyes sunk behind those dark circles,simple works killed her.She knew she had very little time,she was worried of him and the worry killed her more.He knew of the crab in her blood,he was helpless.The medicines and radiations made her worse.But for him she was as beautiful as before.
The sun had set early that day,she was lyin under the quilt looking at the window,as the last rays of the sun fell on her.He entered the room,hugged her and started crying and said "My Life is Away...going away".She smiled and said,"Your life is not away,life is a way and I won't let you go alone".He smiled and took her in his arms and she slept forever.
He saw her now under the sky dancing to the tunes of the wind,catching butterflies.He saw the same smile on her what he had seen when she was at his door for the first time.She was indeed a pretty girl.God sends his angels and makes our life beautiful he thought,but he calls them back way too sooner.He looked at the sky,gazed at the unknown.
The little girl came running towards him,she gave him her toffee.He gave a smile,his best one.He left the bench and walked away...life's way...
