They say life gives you second chances. Well, sometimes it does.
It was a long day, and the last person I expected to see was her. I fumbled my keys out of my pocket and entered, and there she was, sitting on my couch and using my laptop. I remembered giving her a key some time back, but she had never popped in on me like this since the day we separated. And there she was, sitting on my couch, and browsing through my mail as if nothing had ever happened. I was making mental note to use a password for my laptop, as she asked “Who is Seetha?” pointing at my screen. I walked away towards the refrigerator saying, “work friend… Why? You thought I was seeing someone?”. I looked at her again as she smiled, she had not aged a day since we split. “No, you are still in love with me!” she said with her playful giggle. And suddenly, all the reasons why I had fallen in love with her came back to me. “Drink?” I asked her opening a bottle of rum. She did not respond, so I poured myself a glass. She did that sometimes, pretending not to hear me, although I could never understand why. “Why are you here?” I asked, pulling a chair opposite the couch. She gave me one of her sharp looks and started looking at the laptop screen again. “I was thinking about you. I have been thinking about you” she said. I downed my drink and stared at her, “Why did you leave me then?” I asked. She looked at my glass, straining her forehead and said, “It was inevitable. You were so busy being a cop that you barely had time for me”. I got the feeling that this was going to descend into another fight, just like the one we had the day before we split. “I would have done anything for you, but you still left me” I said. She leaned forward and said “Seriously! Anything?” as I nodded my head. “I would do anything” I repeated. “What about now? Will you do anything now? Will you leave your pointless life in this godforsaken place and come with me?” she asked, a tear falling from her eye. I got up and sat beside her, and said “Why wouldn’t I. You are the love of my life”, trying very hard to supress the multitude of emotions encompassing me. “You didn’t come to me all these days. I came to you. Why should today be any different?” she cried. I got up and turned towards her and said “because, this time I am serious. I have decided to go wherever you go. ” as I took my gun from my holster, pointed it to my head and pulled the trigger.
Sometimes life gives you second chances. Sometimes it does not...
