“Gaye ho aisi raahon par tanha chodkar mujhe……ke jin pe theek se mujhe chalna bhi nahi aata”

I walked into the Reliance Fresh store not particularly interested in buying groceries or any thing. I wasn’t in need to buy any thing from that specific store. The pain of losing my husband of 9 years was still too raw. And this grocery store held so many sweet memories. He often came with me and almost every time he’d pretend to go off and look for something special. I knew what he was up to. I’d always spot him walking down the aisle with the three pink roses & dairy milk chocolate in his hands. He knew I loved pink roses. With a heart filled with grief, I only wanted to buy my few items and leave, but even grocery shopping was different since he had passed on.

Shopping for one took time, a little more thought than it had for two.. Standing by the fruits section, I searched for the perfect watermelon & mangoes and remembered how he had loved them. Suddenly a woman came beside me. She was fair, slim and lovely wearing a soft green suit. I watched as she picked up a large package of cherries, dropped them in her basket.. Hesitated, and then put them back… She turned to go and once again reached for the smaller pack . She saw me watching her and she smiled. “My husband loves cherries, but honestly, at these prices, I don’t know.” I swallowed the emotion down my throat and met her beautiful brown eyes. “My husband passed away two years ago,” I told her. Glancing at the package in her hands, I fought to control the tremble in my voice. “Buy him the larger one . And cherish every moment you have together.” She shook her head and I saw the emotion in her eyes as she placed the package in her basket and wheeled away.

I turned and pushed my cart across the length of the store to the daily need products. I placed some daily need products in my cart and looked down the aisle toward the front. I saw first the green suit, then recognized the pretty lady coming towards me. In her arms she carried a package. On her face was the brightest smile I had ever seen. I would swear a soft halo encircled her shiny hair as she kept walking toward me, her eyes holding mine.

 As she came closer, I saw what she held and tears began misting in my eyes. “These are for you,” she said and placed three beautiful long stemmed pink roses in my arms & a dairy milk chocolate . “When you go through the line, they will know these are paid for.” She leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on my cheek, then smiled again.

I wanted to tell her what she’d done, what the roses meant, but still unable to speak, I watched as she walked away as tears clouded my vision. I looked down at the beautiful roses nestled in the green tissue wrapping and found it almost unreal. How did she know? Suddenly the answer seemed so clear. I wasn’t alone. Oh, you haven’t forgotten me, have you? I whispered, with tears in my eyes.
 
He was still with me, and She was his ANGEL.”

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