When those little hands clutched him....

Tried to pen down experience of a friend, of course with little fantasy added to the original version

Years had passed by since it happened. He counted every single day he missed her but then it had been so long that he had forgotten even the count of days. 10 years to be precise was the last time he saw her. Almost 8 years back he got the news that she was getting married, his worst fear coming true that day. After that he had mostly been off the radar and stayed low,  away from people. 

But today was different, he was in the city where their story begin for some official work, a city he tried to stay away from. After his work, he decided to visit a mall , a place that was frequented by them in their younger days. He remembered almost every nook and corner of that huge place, a lot had changed but some places were intact.The bustled cafe where they met for the first date,the breakfast places they loved to revisit, the narrow lane in which she proudly walked refusing to leave his hand even for a single second.The corners where they shared loving glances and she sang songs to him while taking a stroll .Everything about the place still had the profound power to take them deep down the memory lane.

 As he was walking down the mall, hands in his overcoat pockets and his mind lost in her thoughts, he mistakenly shrugged off someone. He turned politely to apologize and stopped dead in his tracks. It was her, the same very girl who ruled his heart. Her hair the same curly mess that they used to be, her fragrance still enchanted him, her eyes had the same depth and her smile had thee same magic. He felt as if he was falling in love all over again but he recalled the brutality she showed when she dumped him.What seemed brutal to him was equally heart wrenching and  painful for her.All these years she had lived with the guilt , for she was the only one who knew the circumstances which forced her to take that extreme step.She was pretty aware that he would have let the bitterness engulf him completely by now.She remembered how badly she tried to make up for their separation, how much she had pleaded and tried to persuade him to give them another chance 10 years back.She knew his pride and rage were above all emotions and the walls he had constructed around himself were impregnable.

She was filled with love and a twinkle while she saw his face but he was immediately filled with rage. Suddenly he realized that a pair of soft little hands were playing with his neck scarf, trying to get them free from the scruff of the coat. He looked at the source of those hands, she had a cute little baby in her arms, who looked just like her. The baby while playing with his neck scarf gave him a divine smile and held his hand, a smile he was very well aware of. In exchange, he forgave his mother and walked away.What even God could not do, the little child had the capacity to move the now turned heartless him and instill emotions in him once again.