A Story to tell...

DISCLAIMER: Any resemblance to real life characters is purely coincidental.

He saw them after a very long time. He lost it all then. He blinked as a bat, for the first few minutes. Even if he had opened his mouth, nothing would have come out. They just took everything away from him. He had lost his world. Lost the world which he lived. Lost the world that would have been his, otherwise. He was simply dumbfounded. He couldn't move nor could he turn away. He couldn't sit watching them nor could run away. He couldn't stop thinking about them. They simply seemed to be the only things alive in the world. Everything else was a farce for him.

What was most surprising was that they seemed to be asking him so many questions. Questions starting from his origin to his current well being. Questions that probed him like a X-Ray scanner. Questions he thought will never arise. Questions he never wanted to think an answer for. Questions he never thought he would ask himself. Questions that tortured him day in and day out. They just kept coming on and on. Never to stop.

Was it heaven? Was it hell? Was it pain? Was it gain? Was it life? Or Was it death? He never knew. They hit him like the sea that hits the shore. Whenever he thought they left him, they came back again and again and again. They gave him everything. They gave him peace. They gave him happiness. They made him sad. They made him grieve. They were like a vicious circle from which he could never escape.

He then realised. He then awoke to the fact that something was missing. Missing from him. Missing within him. What was it? His heart. His heart was never his from the moment her 'eyes' met his.

P.S: The writer disclaims the disclaimer.