Nature's fury

It was raining heavily and the atmosphere outside was grey, just like how he was feeling. He had just heard the words that he had dreaded the most. The last 12 hours had turned his world upside - down. He was soaked with perspiration with all the running about he had done. He did not even have the time to change his clothes before he rushed his wife to hospital.

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Looking back he realized it was not even 24 hours since he had seen her radiant with happiness. It was their first wedding anniversary and like any typical husband who was madly in love with his wife he wanted to do something very special for her. He had racked his brains for the last 2 months planning out every single detail for their special day. He had called up her friends at odd hours asking for help from their end, in turn being cursed for having disturbed them. He had planned the most special day for her and she had absolutely loved being pampered from the beginning of their special day.

When at end he had taken her to that special dinner which he had planned along the sea shore beneath the moon light she had tiny tears of happiness in her eyes. She was completely smitten by the love he had showered on her. They had enjoyed their dinner in each other’s company talking about sweet nothing’s and about their journey so far. After their dinner he had insisted that they take a walk on the beach, holding each other’s hands. It was on this walk that she had felt uneasy with a sudden shot of pain in her head. She had ignored it as an onset of migraine. She dint want to miss this beautiful moment so she dint bother to inform him about it. But all of a sudden she felt weak and felt his grip slipping away from her hands and she fainted.

He panicked and did not know what to do. He tried sprinkling a few drops of water on her face to revive her from her unconsciousness but it was of no use. The call to the hospital, the blare of approaching ambulance siren, taking her to the hospital in the ambulance all happened in a daze. Even before he regained his composure, the doctor had stabbed him in his heart by revealing that his wife had brain tumor and just had a few hours to live.

He dint know what to do. He dint know whom to call and whom not to. He had no clue how those last few hours passed by. When he received the news about her death, it felt like the world around him had crashed and crumbled into pieces.

Being an orphan nobody had taught him how to pray. He dint know how to fold his hands and stand before the almighty. He dint know how to humble himself before god.

But that day as he walked out of the hospital he was a defeated man! He dropped down on his knees and cried. 

As the rain lashed out its fury on the human form, he completely surrendered himself into the hands of god and cried for her.