She slit her wrist so smoothly. Death seemed inevitable now. It was only easy thing to do. She had reached a point where everything seemed burden to her. Life was a joke to her. Unfortunately she couldn't laugh. Crying was useless. Nothing could be obtained through crying and this she had learnt a long time ago.
Her soul vanished to a place unknown before anyone could rescue her. Few hours had passed when a maid found her body with blood coming thinly out of her wrist. Her death affected Willington so much that he wanted get that filthy creature dead.
But luck had some other plans. Srinivasan was sent to Kaala pani ( now known as Andaman Nicobar). He expected easy death but this was like slow death. How was he going to stay so many miles away from her? (The news of her death didn't reach out to Srinivasan). As he sits, dreaming about the special moments with her, he pens down the below words in his mind.
Miles away from here,
an angel wanders,
while I lose my heart,
she sings songs
of love and hope
Willington was satisfied not happy. This was better though not the best method to punish him. He was alone once again which wasn't different when she was there. But woman in a man's life irrespective of her importance and existence has significant in one's life.
Kaala pani wasn't hell after all. It was an island away from his hometown. He had heard about horror stories that happened in this place. He knew he would lose his individuality because of being here. But he had lost that long time ago. Once he was bought to huge building, he knew solitary was going to be his best friend. .
He missed her so much. He would replay those moments again and again until it bought tears to his eyes. He wished he could had at least had last glimpse of her careless laughter. But he doubted that she still smiled miles away from him.
(To be continued)
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