My Selfish Angel

She was the most beautiful girl; I’ve ever met in my life. She was the one who gave a meaning to my life. She is in sound sleep now. I really love to see her sleeping; she’s grown up now, still sleeps like a kid. I remember the first time I met her was in my 1st standard and she had no other choice left apart from sitting next to me. I was feeling a little bit uncomfortable sitting next to her, so was she. But today I would be totally uncomfortable rather incomplete without having her in my life. Till 5th standard we used to sit together, slowly we were bonding together. She had become one of my best friend and foe.Both of our parents used to tease us saying “when are you going to marry eachother”.On hearing this she would disappear from that place in a fraction of second , where even the great Magic sarkar couldn’t find. I used to blush at that question innocently. I never ever had thought she ran from that place out of shyness.
On the day back from our school excursion, it was almost late in the night and almost everyone in the bus had slept including this sweet little angel. There was a power failure and whole route was filled with darkness, she slept in her seat sitting next to me holding my collar in one hand and a thumb in her mouth. From that day till now I’ve admired her sleeping and now I see her sleeping alone, still trying to admire.
People always put the blame on fate and time, but for us it was decided by ourselves. I still remember her sitting in one corner of her room and crying when we got our 10th results. She got 12 marks less to get a seat for biology group in our school. I really didn’t understand even at that time coz she had got enough marks for computer science group which she liked a lot. I had always been telling her about my aim to become a doctor since the time when my dad used to tell about his colleagues son/daughter working abroad after pursuing M.B.B.S.I didn’t have any idea what would make me to become a doctor, or why I wanted to take biology group. The only thing that attracted me that time was the word ‘Abroad’. It was like aamir khan and his villagers waiting for rain in the movie laagan, you never knew when it’s going to rain. That was the first day I realized I had to do something for her. I remember her hitting one of my class mates when he was continuously troubling me during our annual day function.
I decided this was the day where I can show some courtesy and concern towards my angel and opted for computer science group. She was so happy on hearing this and her joy had no limits. I could say that her joy would have even reached a few feet more than Mt.Everest.Good that Edmond Hillary and Tensing Norgay had climbed it long time back ;).From there on it was no stopping for us, we both joined the same tuition class, went out together for the same movie and she even used to accompany me for cricket matches as well.
The relationship between us was so beautiful that even a dew drop on a rose flower would be missing something in it to be admired. We joined the same college and she used to get jealous and possessive whenever I used to speak with other girls and vice versa. I’ve not even spared a single instance to tease her with the dumb person in our college; she used to hit back saying I’ve been growing up with the dumbest person in earth. I really didn’t know what she meant at that time. Since all these years none of us had proposed to one other, but it was always on the cards. The day finally arrived and it was on her birthday on our final year of our college when she proposed me and I accepted it without giving any second thought. I asked her why was she so late in proposing me, why didn’t she do that earlier, atlleast when we joined college together. This is place where she hit back with the same sentence “U DUMBO” I’ve always been alongside with you right from the day we knew each other and I didn’t even spare a second thinking of you, wished my clock had 30 hours a day, so that I’m still left with 6 complete hours just thinking about you. Tears came running down my cheeks as she completed. I was dumbstruck, I was searching for words, laa… baa… aa.. were the only words that were coming out of my mouth. She wiped my tears with her hand and had the same innocent smile on her face ,which she had when I got her a dairy milk on her 7th birthday.Ofcourse it was my parents who asked me to do so , but she still thinks it was my own idea at that very adolescence age. I thought life wouldn’t become better than this.
It’s almost 8.45 am, and it’s our 30th wedding anniversary, I’m still sitting near the bed admiring her in sleep and waiting for her to wake up. She always wanted me to be the first person seen in the morning, so I don’t wanna disappoint her on any case.
Our marriage was Love come arranged marriage, since our parents knew eachother, and even what we were going through at that moment. It was quite understandable from their side and our marriage was fixed. It was the most beautiful occasion I’ve ever seen in my life and that was the most beautiful day she had dreamt all her life. Can anyone tell when a girl is so beautiful? It’s the time when she is born? Or when she is in her teenage? Or when she becomes a mother? Well from my observation so far and in this very moment I can say that a girl is so beautiful in her bridal wear and what I saw was an angel at her best. I could easily say that even aishwariya rai would have been an admirer for my angel at this moment.
We were married and every day was as new as a budding flower. I had once thought beautiful days are only once in life when people are in love, but my angel proved the statement wrong. She made my every day as beautiful as possible which I’ve never imagined in my life, and a life which any soul in the earth could envy.
We were blessed with two beautiful children, one daughter and son. I think they were the next two beautiful people I’ve seen in my life after my angel. Both my son and my daughter were married and they had come down here for our 30th anniversary. Time is 9.25 am and I’m still sitting by her side waiting for her to wake up. There were few of my relatives who had been to our place on this day. My son standing near my shoulder trying to console me without controlling his tears, I’m still sitting by her side waiting for my angel to wake up and see my face which she always loved to do, but for the first time in our life she has cheated me. I would rather say she was ‘An Selfish Angel’. She left me all alone in this ruthless world.