Its No Point Crying Over Spilt Milk.....

Why do we always as human being understand worth of people when they leave us or go away from us?

I have understood worth of some people really after they have gone but I have learnt my lesson and cherish every moment I spent with people rather my people around me. We are at times so busy in our lives that we forget to spent time with near and dears ones and just take them for granted to dump our frustrations. Some small petty issues become so important in any relation that the real magic of relation is lost.

I read this story written by someone.....and want to share it with you all....think really if some day this happens and you understand the worth of person at that time it would be too late to mend anything.....


It was 25th January 2008. Neeta was waiting for her husband Akshaye. It was
their marriage anniversary. Things had changed since their marriage. From
cute couple they turned into a fighting one. They quarreled everyday on
every small thing. Neeta gave up thinking that Akshaye must have forgotten
their anniversary and surely won’t be back home on time.

Akshaye too didn’t like how the things were going. She was so loving, so
caring before marriage how everything got changed so radically. Yet they
still love each other.

It was 4:00 p.m. The bell rang. Neeta was surprisingly happy… Akshaye
finally remembered… She ran to open the door. Indeed Akshaye was standing
outside. He was smiling and had a bunch of flowers at his hand. The two
then started reliving their beautiful days, making up for their quarrels.
There was champagne, light music and it was raining a little outside..
Overall the weather too seemed to get romantic along with them.

But the moment came to a slight pause.. The phone in the bedroom was
ringing.. Quite agitated Neeta went to pick up the phone. It was a man on
the other side...” Hello madam I am calling from the police station. Is it
Mr Akshaye Malhotra’s number???”

“Yeah, it is”

There was an accident and a Man. died. We got your number from the man’s
purse.We need you to come here and identify the body..”

Neeta’s heart sank. “Whhhhaaat?? B-but my husband is here with me?”

“Sorry madam the accident took place at 3:00 p.m when the man was trying to
board a bus”.

Neeta was about to lose her senses. How could this happen? She knew this
type of things. She had heard about this. The soul of the person comes to
meet you before it parts..She ran to the drawing room.. Akshaye was not
there… It is true? Has something that bad really happened to Akshaye??? Has
he left her forever??Oh God…had she been given another chance …she would
have mended all her faults… She rolled down on the floor awe struck.

Suddenly there was noise from the bathroom.. Akshaye came out …” I forgot
to tell u dear my purse was stolen while I was returning home…”

Life might not give u a second chance…..So never waste a moment when u can
make up for your deeds.

NEVER MISS A CHANCE TO BE WITH SOMEONE.....IT MAY BE ANYONE.....EVEN PARENTS.....

-Deepti

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