Beloved’s Dream… …obscuring my breath…

Panting she rushed to the door…the journey seemed to take eternity in the dark nights…her white gown reflected light so fierce that her motions were traced without an eye that searched her…

What she had seen, she failed to explain…her mouth was mum…tears streamed down her eyes…never ceasing to end…running through the paths, she wiped her tears…the gown she had worn for her wedding left a trail of her sweet sweat…some thorns kissed her paths and her feet bled…the dress she so much adored were torn…yet she continued to run…she knew she couldn’t stop…neither did she know how long she had been running…

She was nearing a mountain edge…indifferent to the incident in a distant land, the moon and the stars shined brightly…the air she breath in the name of love now was a gruesome pain…it was something she wished to exhale, and yet she couldn’t…till she lived…tears once again streamed down her eyes…no longer aware of the situation, she steadily reached the mountain edge and sat on a stone. She trembled from head to toe…her feet continued to bleed…her eyes etched fear, pain, agony, anguish, regret…every emotions that were expressed in words along with those that hadn’t been written…the emotions that were still virgin…all of a sudden, remembering the incident, she cried hysterically...

"My Dear, I love you a lot…I’m very happy with our wedding…after all, love wins in the end…what happened there, forget it for today is our wedding…the day I’ve always waited for…” he had said…she was looking at him in fear…her world was crumbling down…her love to him had started to cease forever…the person in front of her was a perfect stranger…she did not know who he was…why he loved her…why she loved her except an unexplainable fact that she loved him...

Then, all of a sudden she remembered that she was running from a murderer, whom she had loved with a heart as pure as gold…

She looked around and was aghast at what she saw…the murderer with some men were behind her…she started to retreat…her feet ached for a step which she allowed…the murderer in fear was walking towards her trying to stop her from her retreat…all of a sudden, she slipped from the edge…

I woke up…Pratik, this fateful dream woke me throughout the night…and has left me restless since then…the person who I was running from was you for you had crushed my father’s breath to marry me…fear is obscuring my breath…