Hi back again with new drabble,
Guess who is the character this time
He came inside the dark house, back from her funeral..She had gone..Away from him, his question..Maybe the questions hurt her her a lot
He came in front of her room..a rage arise inside his heart
The first thing he threw is his own photo in that khaki uniform
And carried away from there
When the rage subsided every items that they have told belong to him is destroyed
He knelt down on the floor in middle of the rumpled room
He cried out… Where you have gone... I don't know Where you have gone...I Don't know which is the country where you have gone
you have told you are my one & only earthly relation then Where you have gone...after breaking this heart... where you've gone...
he was not present there in her last moments , she may sighed ...he didn't heard
Perhaps she might have called him, while leaving...
Now every moment he has this grief... Where was he at that time...?
The place where she had gone from there No letter nor any message...will ever come
the whole house, On all the thing present there her name is written with tears...everything is missing her touch, he was the only one who ignored her…
she didn't hear his heart…the whole thing was still a shock for him
He got up, moved to the open window, she used to walk through this streets daily, every daily necessities, every household requirements she took care of all..Walking down the streets
These streets and roads couldn't say her goodbye...
he can't even say Now the thrones of your memories are hurting in my heart...because he don't have her memory...that's the root of problems right?
But...still
nor pain stays neither tears is stopping...
My love is searching you...How could I admit...that you have gone
He never even admitted that love
How can he admit that its gone