The alarm rang, Raj woke up at first call, he looked out of the window, the sky was all blue black with mixed shades of yellow and orange, he could see the sun peeping and making its way through stubborn darkness. His face was covered with a gentle smile, the day was special to him, he was going to meet the love of his life. It was not the first date they were to have together but that day it was special. He sprung up from his bed, opened his cupboard and took out his black coat. With every inch of the coat coming out, his smile grew bigger and bigger. It was his beloved's favourite coat and he thought that it would be the best thing to put on. He was excited but a bit nervous too. He remembered how she had called him 'chivalrous' when he had worn the same coat on their first date.
Memories had overpowered him and with moist eyes, he went to the washroom. When he came out and dressed himself, he tried to bend on one knee and looking in the mirror practiced proposing her. He rehearsed it a couple of times and when he thought it was perfect, he took his hat and moved out of the house. He thought of buying a bouquet for her as she was fond of red roses. He brought some red cherries for her as well. With joy in his heart, he continued his journey. People said that he was mad in love, and there was nothing wrong about it . He often said that common sense and love does'nt work together.
Soon he reached his destination, he was imagining her grey eyes and her love stricken whitish pale face. Suddenly he became nervous and stumbled over a stone. He entered this place, it was full of other people, too populated but yet filled with blissful silence. He went to her, she was waiting for her since morning but she remained mute. He talked to her for hours and she listened patiently without interrupting. He then lied beside her and wished that she would initiate the conversation of love. She was next to him yet seemed so far. Her coldness never froze his warm heart. After a long healthy talk, he got up and failing to break her mute, he placed the bouquet on her Grey Grave, while other graves whispered in hush hush. He kissed her grave and said, ”Happy Anniversary Sweetheart, I Love You forever". He then took his wooden stick and walked back towards home while his grey hair shined when sun rays were falling upon him.
Women are like 'wine', they make everything look beautiful but remain consciously 'unnoticed'. Their presence is like 'magic', they spell around 'love and joy', as she goes about 'unappreciated'. Her worth is only felt when she is gone. Make her feel loved because she Deserves It! There is no one in the world who can love you like a Woman! Appreciate the 'Finest Creation of God', Celebrate Woman! A Very Happy Women’s Day. Love the Women of your life and know their worth before they are gone.