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The train came almost to a jilting halt bringing a catastrophic climax to Arun's day dream. He blinked his eyes more than a couple of times before heaving a long sigh and looking out of the window. "Chai Garam, Chai garam", a young boy shouted approaching each window. The other vendors had already pounced in onto the compartments blocking every exit. The train would halt there only for five minutes and all the other passengers who were ready with their luggage were forcing their ways out. Arun looked down at his plastered leg, it will be difficult, but he had to get down if he wanted to reach home. Home - somehow the word had lost all its meaning now....Arun grabbed his crutches, with a meticulous effort he managed to find his way out of the train, while a fellow passenger helped him with his luggage. The train blew a long shrill whistle and made its way for the next junction, leaving Arun at this one.. "Just like his life... or so", thought Arun. He looked at his watch, it was 1.30 Am. If he could get the luggage out of the platform, A taxi can take him to his home; but the luggage posed a bigger threat than artilleries at ward at this moment. Arun looked around for a coollie, but apart from a few tired travelers and four young lad selling tea, not many souls were visible. "This is so frustrating", he said to himself and dragged himself to the nearest cemented seat and dropped himself. He looked around but all of a sudden he wasn't sure what he was looking for. His haunting memories gained momentum; slowly creeping their way into the vacuum of his thoughts and then aggressively taking over his whole thought process. A fortnight ago Arun would have not even imagined life, such as a pleasant one as his, could take up such an ugly turn."You have always been good in almost everything " said Nandini.'Everything?' replied Arun, trying to conceal the massive blow that his ego recieved.
I mean you were good in sports and academics in Delhi University, now that you have a job, you seem to be excelling in it too. So I said, what I said" she giggled.Not sure, Arun let the conversation end right there.A couple of days later, he met Nandini again and this time he mustered up enough courage to find out what is it that he lacked..."You are not too good with the girl thing", with a mischievous twinkle in her eye she added, " I know you have always liked this girl ever since we have been studying together, but you never managed to confess it to her".Surprise would be a understatement to describe what Arun felt. How could she know, no one else did... It couldn't have been.. But ofcourse it could have.... and she had to knowWhen he regained his consciousness back, he simple smiled at her and said "Well, my dear so have you, haven't you? As for me I was just waiting for the right moment."It was Nandini's turn to blush now. He gently held her face in his hands, stroked the hair off her face and planted a warm wet kiss on her lips.They married after two months and were on their way to honeymoon at Paris. They decided to stay over at Delhi before leaving the country, "Just for old times sake", as Nandini put it. It was a fine Saturday evening when they were seated a Janpath lost in nostalgic sweetness, when a sudden uproar broke their thoughts. Arun looked around to see what happened when he heard another bomb explode. He turned to Nandini to say that there has been a blast and they had to get out of there. But Nandini was already laying their unconsciousness in a pool of blood. He tried to pull her up and called for help but collapsed himself even before he knew what had happed. He woke up three days later at an AIIMS private cabin. Nandini was gone and he was left with only one hind limb to walk with. His left leg had to be amputated


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