Sun’s rays enlightened the room. The birds and squirrels chirping outside the room made it impossible for him to stay in bed any long. He stretched himself and his hands found the bed vacant. His mind was back to reality and a reality even after several weeks his mind hasn’t accepted. He got out of the bed and walked towards the door. Sun was trying its best to encroach into his shady life. He could see their cats waiting for his attention outside the net sheeted door. His sister has made sure every morning to let them go out into the garden.
The picture frames on his bedroom walls were louder and were enough to explain the reason for his silent grief. Almost a year ago, they found two kittens near the roadside on a rainy morning. She changed a lot after their arrival, she was happier and the kittens were enough to fill her free time while he was away with his work. Every evening he was welcomed by new pics and stories about the tiny little ones. For her, they were more like her kids. Her creative side also bloomed during those days.
Their world was perfect until two months back until two months back when she was concluded for counting down her death. It was painful yet she seemed to be brave and never cried in front of him. She loved him so much that she was stubborn in not express her vulnerability to emotions. That night was sleepless and she was on her own. But the next day she seemed to be different, rejuvenated with a new vibe of positiveness. She welcomed him with a smile and found to be more actively using each and every moment from then on. She continued pampering her kittens, taking pictures, cooking, painting and she went on until she collapsed. She was so strong in her mind that she always carried her smile even when she know she was in excruciating pain.
He now knew that she rests in peace and he is left in this world with their cats and her memories. Every nook and corner of their house reflected her presence. She was so adamant in leaving behind her imprints in their house. Every morning he had to forcefully make him believe that she wasn’t there anymore. His bedroom walls talked to him, they replayed all the cherished moments in their life and her soul even now made sure that those pics brought a soothing peace to his mind and left a smile on his face!
PS: I was not supposed to write anything fictional, but it just randomly happened. I couldn’t stop writing when I found the first image posted in Instagram by my friend Deepak A. G. This fiction just came out solely because of his pic. As usual, I tried to garnish the plot with illustrations from Pinterest 🙂 🙂 🙂