Forevers Are For Real

It was the first Sunday of August. She knew he was waiting. He always did. She checked her purse to ensure the hand-made friendship band was there. He liked it when she made it herself than buy it from somewhere.

"Will he like it ?" a thought crossed her mind which instantly faded away as she was convinced he would love it.

She paced her way to see him, even the heavy mumbaiyya rainfall did not bother her.

He was there..right in front of her eyes. She smiled.

"Did you by any chance think I would not come" she said, almost expecting an answer.

She looked at his face for sometime before tying the band on his wrist. He lay there lifeless, only the tears in his eyes showed the signs of little life left in him.

The urge to cry was the strongest at that point. But she fought it bravely.

She held his hand..kissed the forehead of his commatosed body and as always said "friends forever"