The Hidden Gift

The gift was still hidden in my wardrobe. I myself hide it. Sometimes I wonder from whom I am hiding this gift. I live alone and she is never going to find me. The phone is ringing since last 30 minutes. I am afraid if I picked up the call they will know that I have no life. Darkness is so comfortable, the world should never know, I have no one to celebrate my birthday.

I was certain that she is exactly the girl I always dream about. Her eyes were so big and beautiful, once I learned to decipher its signs I don’t need her words to know her. Her smile was purely divine, the closest I have seen is the smile of a mother after seeing her newborn baby. The mole on her chin below her lip makes her irresistible. Even girl used to envy her long hairs.

Once a great man said “If you are no longer afraid of death while making love to your girl... You are truly in love with her.”

With her, it was never merely an act of lust. It was her art, which ignited my passion for life and made me brave and immortal.

One day, I received a paper that changed everything. I started to push her away from my life. But, Opposite to my expectations, she was redefining her limits every day. I acted as a demon, I could never imagine, I questioned her character, values even I physically abused her, but she kept on tolerating and loved me more with my every sin.

Eventually, I realized it’s impossible to hide true love in lies, I ran away to this unknown town, where I am counting my last few days of life. That paper had the report that I was diagnosed with Leukemia.

“You can never 'Unlove' a person, once you loved.” She always kept her words. Even from the hell, I pushed her, she keeps loving me. I wonder if she knows that I am receiving her love vibes.

The journey of true love is always filled with brutal hardships and sacrifices, but the feeling of being loved is the journey and the destination itself. It’s a magical feeling and worth every hardship.

I will never open that gift, it might have something which might fuel my desire to live and I will be afraid of death once again.