One Last Time ( 2 min read)

I’ve nothing left of my dead husband except for a flute and his last letter. I gave away all his belongings. He’d never uttered his last wish but I knew this was all he needed to rest peacefully in the lap of heaven. People wonder what sort of a woman or wife I am. Actually more than a wife, now I’m the woman who knows what that man lived his life for. As a wife, I couldn’t be what he might have wished. I complained. I wailed every night cursing my fate. I resented him for his absence. My words of pride for him were limited to the outside world. In private, I only cribbed.

The flute still carries every tune he’d ever composed, which I believe only I have the right to listen to and the letter…is the lone reason I’m alive.

You don’t need my advice to live life on your own. Why would you? Was I ever there for you? No. I was living life far away, ready to sacrifice it for people. I dedicated every bit of my being to this country. Thousands of people must be singing my praises now but only you’re missing my existence. After all, that was your only consolation. But honestly, deep beneath the uniform of a soldier, lay the heart of an unfortunate man who wished to see you one last time. Would I be who I was if you weren’t there for me?

                                                             I love you…


Written by Chirasree Bose

24 thoughts on “One Last Time ( 2 min read)

    1. Thank you 😊

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  1. Touching one 👍

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  2. Such a sad little story. Is she consumed with guilt at he life she gave him or overjoyed that the man she treated so badly loved her?
    xxx Huge Hugs Sree xxx

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    1. I think it’s a mixture of both…she repents not being supportive enough and also wonders how big of a man her husband was. Hence she indulges in helping people by giving away all her husband’s belongings as that might help his soul rest in peace 😊

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  3. Ah! Love story of a soldier!! Heartmelting! And that’s what they are known for…sacrificing everything for us! And beneath that proud widow..lies a women of need , sacrifice … !! Well penned sree! 🙂 🙂

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    1. Thank you so much 😊

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  4. You made me cry…I had years in my eyes by the time I finished it. Being a military wife I can understand the content and the pain expressed within. This was so so beautiful…👌👌👌

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    1. Thank you so much for such a lovely feedback. Matters a lot🙏

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  5. So true. Its such a great sacrifice at both ends for a nation. Very touching story. Was wondering the relevance of flute.

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    1. 😊 thank you so much

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  6. Touching. Lovely. Great. In India we say in Hindi – Shandaar Jabarjast Zindabad.

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    1. Dhanyabad🙏😊

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      1. 😂☺️😂☺️

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      2. Thank you 😊

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  7. Poignant.
    Beautifully penned. :0

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    1. Thank you so much 😊

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      1. You’re welcome. 🙂

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