Monday, September 14, 2015

Motionless Blue eyes

She kept looking at his motionless blue eyes. It had become her habit. At times, she just kept looking at him for hours on end. Some evenings, it was her old alarm clock that awakened her from those long sessions. 

He was the most wonderful guy she had ever met. That ​was why she chose to live with him. The proposal and acceptance were easy. A year after they got together, he fell ill. Illness led to paralysis. She had no complaints. She worked at an office and made a meager income that was just sufficient for their survival. But she did not surrender to her fate, because she was able to find joy in his blue eyes.

She had to retire when age told her to. They enrolled themselves in a senior citizens' home. There, in the quiet of lingering grand old memories, she continued to look into his motionless blue eyes. 

That day, her alarm did not wake her up. Her open eyes were looking into his in peace. But this time both pairs were motionless.

There was a strange calm in the room. And I begin to wonder if I saw a drop of tear forming at the corners of his motionless blue eyes.


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