The wild shores brushed his fragrance

in #hive-1707983 years ago

The sounds of the hurricane blinded my scope of understanding, 'did you seriously leave me?'

'Adhora!' the voice echoed as the waves crashed into each other. All these are memories now, not part of our reality, nothing whatsoever is under our control anymore.

Adhora, what are you up to? voices from my head are again starting to take control over me. I am fine do not come to me again, I am fine. Unknowingly droplets started to form on my cheeks, what is it supposed to mean? I clutched my chest and caged my breath but I could not feel him.

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'Ouch!'

'I am so sorry, we were playing volleyball over here, would you mind moving a little,... um, are you okay miss?'

'Yes I am fine', smudging my emotions aside, I was brushing away from the sight of the waves until my name was called again.

'Adhora! Lady what a surprise! What brings you here? Come for a hug!' I was stunned by what was happening around, it is Shagufta here, will she bring it up again? I am not interested to bring it up again. The thoughts and voices are already bothering my daily activities immensely, what is more to it?

'Adhora what are you thinking, come let us play together. Hey guys, she is an expert when it comes to volleyball, we were the golden star of volleyball back in NIC. Such golden college days mate. Come, join in.' Shagufta pushed me to join with them, was it a kind of compensation for the hit on my head or it is a promise to keep him away from me?

The evening sank in and Shagufta with her friends left the shore, we had a splendid afternoon and they are off to their next destination. She did invite me to join them but how can I leave my work and enjoy myself? 'Come to me, let me heal your tired soul, my love.' I snapped behind, but there was no one, the waves crashed.

I sank in the water for long hours now, but maybe it is time for the waves to bid me goodbye, I could not ask them to take me in too, can I?

I am amazed how I do not catch a cold even after sitting by the water for hours and hours, with a dry and tired body, but I somehow always get saved. 'I will always save you.' I am aware that this voice is not present here, this voice doesn't exist but I can still hear it, they are still loud and clear. Will he always find a way to save me and not let me do the same?

It was a usual day when I was nagging Yusuf to take leave so that we can enjoy some time for ourselves. It was during the summer, a year has passed since the incident. I was furious at him for not arranging the trip to the beach and he surprised me the next day by kidnapping me to the beachside. We were near the beach before the sunrise, the morning sky was absolutely beautiful. He took my hand and sat near the beach while the cold water brushed into us now and then, while he repeatedly called my name, 'Adhora.'

Due to fulfilling my desire to come to the beach, he left his extra work unattended to complete after returning. Due to the short course, we spent the whole time wandering near the beach learning and teasing each other. It was then that suddenly a mother screamed out calling the name of her daughter Adhora and I ran to save her after kissing Yusuf's forehead. That was the last time I touched his smooth skin.

After I ran to save the kid, everything seems to be a blur. I remember saving her and bringing her back but my ankle got caught up deep down in the water, I could not break away from it and the tidy was increasing. I remember Yusuf being next to me helping to get the girl into the arms of the mother and he returned back for me but due to loss of blood, I passed out.

While saving me, Yusuf could not hold his breath and bleed too. There was a cage inside the water that caught my feet but to save me he lost loads of blood. By the time we were carried into the hospital, I was already passed out and he was still bleeding. The main emergency doctor was the only one in the hospital during the holidays, making it hard for both of our wounds to be treated at the same time. He made the doctors treat my wounds instead of his.

Even now when I come by the waters, I can hear him call to me, 'Adhora, my love.'

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@sadfish Yusuf and Aghora's love was infinite, to hear him even after death, to feel him, is a state of love.
Very good.

Yes, indeed such kind of love exists.

@sadfish yes I agree with you.

I liked the story, but I don't know if I understood correctly, Yusuf dies in the hospital or what. Yusuf dies to save his love.

Yeah, he dies in the hospital due to excess bleeding, before the doctors can attend to his wounds he already passed out.

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Oh sorry will keep that in mind, I often forget about it. Thanks for the reminder.

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