A shy, introvert girl of 16 could never imagine of a life with a stranger, a man born a decade and 2 years before her. Swollen eyes of hers, on the most special day of her life told of her grief and anxiety of leaving Moms shade. It was gonna be a new life. A life she was unaware of. But fate wasn't cruel. Though the waves rocked her hard, the shore was humane and affectionate. The buds of her life bloomed in this new dawn of happiness. Her family grew. Her soul found oneness with her mate and they weaved a nest of their own. She was his angel and he, her savior. But fate had then resolved to frown at them. They too had to face the test of time!
Was it fate that the autumn of separation should follow the sunny spring of love? Her soul was ripped apart. They were spaced miles apart. But love could only grow. For their kids, they could stand it all. Sans each others warmth, they found solace in memories. Though none could see through their smiles, the wet pillows told the tale of the tormented hearts.
No! She couldn't put her heart to words. Tears of agony had eaten her up. And all she wrote was, " Happy 70th Wedding Anniversary"
For all those ruthless hearts who rob their old parents' smile and separate them in an age when their bond of love is above the world, shed a moment to think.... Is this the tale of your Mom and Dad ????
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