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Love Stays

He entered the dimly lit room without making any noise that could wake her up. There was this conspicuous aroma that always reminded him of her faultless feel.  

He walked towards her side as she lay cuddled into her bed. Her silken body was amalgamating with the satin bedsheets and the calmness on her face spoke of her innocent dreams and benevolent desires.

There was a letter on the bedside table. There always was a letter. It had been thirty years since she had been writing him a letter on the first day of every month.

He took out the letter from the pink handmade envelope and slowly unfolded the letter. There was a soft ruffling of the paper. He looked at her. She was perfectly still, so at peace with herself.

He read the letter and kept both the letter and the envelope on the teak bedside table. He never used to keep it back inside the envelope.

There was a sudden screeching of car tyres outside which woke her up.

She turned and looked at the envelope. The letter was out.

She knew he had read it.

She went back to sleep – with a smile.

It had been thirty years….since her husband died…..and she had been writing a letter to him on the first day of every month.









  1. September 2, 2012 at 11:43 pm

    Felt the intensity in the calmness .. nice read 🙂

    • September 2, 2012 at 11:45 pm

      I know I can count on your words bhai !

      • September 2, 2012 at 11:46 pm

        I would have done the same in that place 🙂

      • September 2, 2012 at 11:50 pm

        brothers in ink !!!

      • September 2, 2012 at 11:50 pm


    • Kharma
      September 3, 2012 at 2:54 am

      Calm….that’s a perfect word to describe

  2. September 2, 2012 at 11:51 pm

    beautiful story Prashant! The idea of a letter every month is nice and worth thinking about!

    • September 2, 2012 at 11:53 pm

      These are the ideas about a life beyond love and a love beyond life which would sketch the strength of our present love and life !

      BTW, I guess I am hitting your spam folder !! 😦

  3. September 3, 2012 at 12:02 am

    Wow. You got me thinking, stuff!

    • September 3, 2012 at 12:04 am

      never too late… 🙂

  4. September 3, 2012 at 3:41 am

    Clever, tender, thought provoking. Oh, if everyone had such a love that lasts forever., wouldn’t things be different. hugs, pat

  5. Pawan Hira
    September 3, 2012 at 3:44 am

    Beautiful story, Prashant. The ending seems to reflect her perception of love that is eternal, in her haunted dreams of life. It’s like a sweet bouquet, embraced in dew drops of memories. Excellent. 🙂

  6. Jas
    September 3, 2012 at 6:10 am

    very nice. Such an easy flow of thoughts.

  7. LadyBlueRose's Thoughts Into Words
    September 3, 2012 at 7:50 am

    what a beautiful love story that lives on in the happily ever after…..
    I like this….
    Take Care..

    • September 3, 2012 at 9:37 am

      missed your words !!

  8. September 3, 2012 at 8:31 am

    So at peace and also heartbreaking. Ironic. But as your title suggested, Love Stays 🙂

    • September 3, 2012 at 9:40 am

      sure it does…thank you !

  9. September 3, 2012 at 3:14 pm

    The end was a beautiful and a haunting surprise.
    Sort of echoed my feelings that love exists beyond death.
    True love crosses all borders and snuggles where it is always supposed
    to exist forever. It is eternal.
    The words you have used are delicate. The imagery is of subtle and quiet passion.
    If any love is worth living or dying for….it’s this kind.
    Enigmatic story that caresses the senses like purest of silk.

    • September 3, 2012 at 4:36 pm

      Overwhelmed with the humble choice of words to inspire and let the emotions flow a bit more for the next time !

      Thanks Doc !

  10. September 4, 2012 at 2:15 am

    if this were possible…what a beautiful miracle indeed…a routine made that much more special….

    • September 4, 2012 at 9:34 am

      life is a routine—-a wonderful routine !

  11. September 6, 2012 at 4:05 pm

    The beautiful art of twisting the tale in the end is your definite quality… The climax of every story changes swiftly without knowing… wonderfully written with feelings .

  12. September 7, 2012 at 9:58 pm

    That is so beautiful! 🙂

  13. September 8, 2012 at 9:41 pm

    So intense and beautiful…

    • September 17, 2012 at 8:20 pm

      Thank you Mashal…shukriya

  14. September 9, 2012 at 6:53 pm

    This is truly beautiful. I love it.

    • September 17, 2012 at 8:19 pm

      Thank you so very much for your kind words of appreciation !!!

  15. Asifa Zunaidha
    September 13, 2012 at 10:58 pm

    Reminded me of my two current classmates… both have no memories of their father… their mothers have always been there for them, their strength to give a good life to their kids, I feel, also arises from the love for their departed beloved…

    • September 17, 2012 at 8:15 pm

      love has so many reasons too show itself more stronger and more passionate with unbiased care.

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