She understood ^^

Aisha and Rajiv were a couple. In the beginning days of their marriage, they were very happy. They loved each other. They could not live without the presence of the other. But gradually all things changed. They started quarreling with each other. They were always angry with each other.

Their wedding anniversary came. At home, Aisha was waiting for her husband Rajiv. Aisha was waiting to see if Rajiv remembered it was their anniversary! The doorbell rang. She ran to find her husband. Rajiv entered the home with a smiling face and a bunch of flowers in his hand. The couple smiled at each other. Aisha started preparing a delicious dinner. Rajiv was silently looking at the beauty of Aisha's shining face. It was raining outside. Cold breezes were entering the room. She looked at Rajiv, smiled and asked: "How was your day?". He said, "It's fine". They were imagining a wonderful night.

The phone in the bedroom rang. Aisha went into the bedroom and picked up the phone. It was a man.

The man: Hello madam. I'm calling from the police station. Is this Mr. Rajiv Mehra's number?"

Aisha: Yes it is!

The man: I'm sorry madam. There was an accident and a man died. We got this number from his wallet. You should come here and identify his body.

Aisha was shocked!

Aisha: But my husband is here with me. The dead person is not my husband.

The man: Sorry madam. The incident took place at 2 pm when he was boarding the train. We got your phone number from the wallet of this dead person. We found his name, his address, your phone number and many details of Rajiv Mehra in his wallet. He is surely your husband. Please come quickly.

Aisha was about to lose her consciousness. How could this happen?!

Aisha knew that her husband Rajiv came home a few minutes ago. She saw him. She talked to him. Immediately she searched all the rooms for her husband. She did not find him. He was nowhere. She sat down on a chair in a shock and started thinking. In her childhood, She heard some stories. She heard that after accidental deaths, souls of dead people come and meet their beloved people. It was true. Rajiv's soul came and met her. It was not Rajiv. It was Rajiv's soul.

Aisha rolled on the floor in pain. She started remembering all past things. She wanted to have a beautiful life with her husband. She expected many things from him. But she always argued with him for small things. When he forgot about buying some vegetables, she scolded him. When he came home late, she scolded him. When he did not wear a blue shirt, she scolded him. When he forgot making a phone call, she scolded him. When he changed a TV channel, she scolded him. When he bought gifts for his friends, she scolded him. Now Aisha understood she scolded and blamed Rajiv always. She understood that she never behaved lovingly with her husband.

When her husband bought gifts to her, she never said thanks to him. When he wore beautiful dresses, she never praised him. When he was expressing his love, she never cared about it. When he cooked breakfast for her, she never appreciated him. She did not care about his problems. She did not value his hard work at his office. Now she understood she never cared for him and she never valued him properly.

She thought "if I get my husband back to me, if my husband is alive once again, I will never scold him. I will never quarrel with him". But she knew that it was too late. She lost her chance, forever. Now Aisha lost everything. She started crying on the floor. Her whole world collapsed. She was in a state of agony, confusion, and shock. Suddenly there was a noise from the bathroom. The door opened and Rajiv came out and said "Darling, I forgot to tell. Today someone stole my wallet on the train."

Aisha looked at Rajiv. She could not believe her eyes. It was a mind-blowing surprise to her. Rajiv is alive. Aisha stood up fast, ran to him and hugged him tightly. From then onwards, there was no quarrel in that home. The couple lived happily, loving each other. Every day was a festival in their home. Aisha understood the value and importance of her husband.