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Pawan was seated on a bench outside the ward, with his face resting between the palms of his hands. His face was filled with sadness and pain. The tube light above him flickered like in some horror movie.

‘Why are you so sad?’ asked a feminine voice.

He lifted his face up and saw a young girl standing before him. She was about his age.

‘What happened to the boy inside the ward?’

‘He is suffering from brain hemorrhage,’

‘Would he be alright?’

‘No, he has gone into coma,’

‘Oh, so sad! Would you like to go for a walk with me outside? I think you need a break!’

‘Alright,’ He said, standing up and joining her. They went to nearby park, and sat on a bench.

‘Do you too have someone admitted in the hospital too?’

‘Well, my dad is a doctor in this hospital and I have come to pay him a visit.’

‘Oh, ok.’

They spoke to each other as if they knew each other for many years. The sun started to set in the distant sky. Later, they parted.

He went and sat down on the bench.

Later, Ankita too realized that she had deeply fallen in love with Pawan. She went back to the hospital and sat beside him, took his hand gently into hers.
Suddenly, he woke up with a jerk…saw her sleeping beside him...he had heard beeping sound of the machine inside the ward. As he went inside, his best friend breathed his last breath. The mother woke up with a jerk and cried her heart out seeing her dear son no more!

A hand touched his shoulders; he turned and saw Ankita standing behind him. She hugged him.

They walked together outside the ward. A stranger was waiting for him there.

‘It’s time for us to leave!’ He told Pawan.

Pawan had treated himself as his best friend. The boy inside the ward who had breathed his last breath was none other than Pawan Himself. His soul started wandering out of his body when he went into coma sometime back.

‘Can’t I stay back for some more time please?’ He asked the stranger, who was the death himself.

‘You’ve already killed him. Please leave his soul for me. I have fallen in love with him. I was waiting for love to happen in my life…but it didn’t! It happened to me after my death….I have waited for it so long…please!’

The death looked at her cute face. He remembered how the cruel fate had ended her life sometime back…he couldn’t do anything as it was her destiny. He had let go her soul then on her request,

‘You could take us both, if you have to take him!’ She said, with tears in her eyes.

‘Don’t cry! It doesn’t suit you!’ The death said smiling at her, ‘I would come back sometime later to take you both along with me...till then have a nice time.’

The tube light above flickered one more time and the death vanished into the darkness.













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