There was not a single day that they missed to even catch a glimpse of each other. Love between them was growing thicker and deeper day by day. She would find smallest opportunities to get out to see him. Willington had become cautious about leaving the house. He never let out the sight of her.
She was tired of playing good house wife in front of Willington. She was obligated by the promise she had taken in front of God. Unfortunately she had broken her promise which she didn't feel guilty. Willington never made her feel like his wife. There was no love in their relationship to keep her binded.
When she was with Srinivasan, it was different. Everything was beautiful. She had never known such emotions like love could exist in life too. She was in other world when she was with him. Even small tasks of teaching him English and learning lessons of life from him was interesting.
She dreaded coming home. Home was like a prison to her and time with Srinivasan was escape. She always hoped that some miracle would happen and they could be together. But she knew this was just a wish that could be never be fulfilled. Miracles happen only in dreams.
It was beautiful morning. Willington was away for work for few days. She was with Srinivasan. While he was writing some prose for her in English for the first time, she simply lay on his lap, watching the sun closely.
As she was dreaming for bright future, she didn't see what was coming. Willington and his men barged into their peaceful environment and dragged Srinivasan. Everything happened so quickly. Srinivasan was arrested for manipulating his wife. She tried to stop them. But she was too fragile to protest in front of hefty men. She was left alone with a piece of paper that read:
A thousands words
are not enough to define love
A thousands years
are not enough to spend
time with love
Infinity is even less
to spend time with you
( To be continued)
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