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Date: Mon, May 23, 2011 at 5:17 PM
Subject: Nice Story
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Hi,
Absolutely nice.(especially
married one)
It was 25th January 2011. Nisha was waiting for her husband Akshaye . It
was their marriage anniversary. Things have got changed since their marriage.
From the cute couple they turned into a fighting one. The quarrel everyday
on every small thing. Nisha gave up thinking that Akshaye must have forgotten
their anniversary and surely won't be back home on time.
Akshaye too didn't like how the things were going. She was so loving, so
caring before marriage how everything got changed so radically. Yet they
still love each other. It was 4:00 p.m. The bell rang......
Nisha was surprisingly happy. Akshaye finally remembered She ran to open
the door. Indeed Akshaye was standing outside. He was smiling and had a
bunch of flowers at his hand. The two then started reliving their beautiful
days, making up for their quarrels. There were champagne, light music and
it was raining a little outside. Overall the weather too seemed to get
romantic along with them.
But the moment came to a slight pause.. The phone in the bedroom was ringing.
Quite agitated Nisha went to pick up the phone. It was a man on the other
side. Hello madam I am calling from the police station. Is it Mr Akshaye
Malhotra's number???
Yeah, it is. There was an accident and a Man died. We got your number from
the man's purse. We need you to come here and identify the body.
Nisha's heart sank. Whhhhaaat?? B-but my husband is here with me? "Sorry
madam the accident took place at 3:00 p.m when the man was trying to board
a bus .
Nisha was about to lose her senses. How could this happen? She knew this
type of things. She had heard about this. The soul of the person comes
to meet you before it parts. She ran to the drawing room. Akshaye was not
there. It is true? Has something that bad really happened to Akshaye???
Has he left her forever?? Oh God had she been given another chance
she would have mended all her faults She rolled down on the floor awestruck.
Suddenly there was noise from the bathroom. Akshaye came out telling "I
forgot to tell u dear my purse was stolen while I was returning home".
Life might not give u a second chance. So never waste a moment when u can
make up for your deeds!
Regards,
Gokulkumar