I have to tell you something I did today. I’m not ashamed of it, in fact I’m a little proud.
So where do I even begin? Okay, let’s see here, hmm…Alright, so there’s this man called Virendar from Jaipur. I dunno if I’ve ever written about him here before. But he’s somebody I’ve got my eyes on for a very long time now. I’ll tell you why. He had to lose his mother to childbirth, and his father ran away – something I did not expect. But it’s a testament to his persona that he grew up to be a loving and caring human. And he loved me. I wouldn’t blink for even a moment to call him my son. But he was hurting, and very lonely as well. He caught his wife cheating on him with his colleague, broke all ties with her. And just over a month ago, he asked me. He asked me what he should do. And I was stumped, because I did not really have an answer! But I thought about it hard after. And then I wondered, why can’t I just end his life on Earth, so that he can come live with me. It was a harsh decision, I know. At the same time, I knew he was ready.
So I had the exact details of the tragedy planned out. At around noon today, when Virendar was up on the scaffolding, one of the wooden planks would give away and he would fall to his death. Not a very elegant way to die but one that made the most sense given his line of work. I can’t just let him drop dead suddenly, can I? That would be too theatrical, even for me!
But everything changed yesterday. So what exactly happened, you ask? Nothing out of the ordinary at all, Virendar was just being Virendar and rescued a little puppy that had lost its mother. I could see that they took to each other instantly, and I thought it was good. So today, while Virendar was at work and his puppy alone back home wailing for him to return, I just couldn’t do it. So I let him live. I realized that they both needed each other, and Virendar has found a reason to live after all.
Just one of those days I’m impressed by man’s ability to love, against all odds.
I am terribly sorry for going completely over the limit at 403 words but I couldn’t really cut anything from it. And this was the first story that came to my mind. I hope you don’t disqualify me, Priceless Joy! 🙂
This story is written for the Challenge Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers.
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