Recap

Sam and Harish meet with an accident when they are on the way to Sam's house. Harish dies on the spot but Sam falls face down thereby resulting in the death of her unborn child. Sam survives the accident. She wakes up in the hospital after two days and when she finds out that her child is dead, she becomes depressed and heart broken and attempts suicide. The doctors save her life. Her parents ask her why she wanted to leave them. They then come to know about the true face of Harish and they regret marrying her off to Harish. Sam also comes to know that her unborn child was a girl and she deeply mourns for her loss.

Sameera's POV

I had been in the hospital for almost three weeks ! The doctor said that I have very few chances of getting pregnant again because the physical trauma was very high. Only if I even consider getting married .After all the pain I have been through ! I decided that I would never marry again.

I hadn't recovered from the shock of losing my child. Depression and frustration ruled over me. My mental and physical condition was not normal. I blamed myself for losing my child. If only I had refused to go with him that day, my baby would have been alive.

The motherhood I dreamed of had crashed to the ground. I kept on having dreams of my unborn daughter asking me to help her see the world ! I used to wake up in the middle of the night from these dreams and cry.

I had to attend counseling sessions every week with a psychiatrist. She was a very friendly woman and she said that she had seen worse cases than mine. I was asked to do yoga and regular exercises to regain my health and maintain a sound mind. At the beginning, I thought it was a total waste of time but they worked. Slowly, I felt that I was getting back to normal.

My body healed but my mind didn't. There was a part of me that didn't want it to get healed. Call me crazy but it is true ! I figured that life has to move on, no matter how many times you have to fall, how many loved ones you lose .

As months went by, I got better ! I could somewhat get over the fact that I lost my daughter. I prevented all kinds of contact with my friends ! None of them knew about this and it was better this way !

I stayed in my parents house after the accident. They treated me like a princess, as always. I was happy that I had them and that fate had spared them.

My room was as I had left it after the marriage. My parents didn't touch a thing in my room . The walls were filled with posters of my favorite actors and music bands. On the corner were the photos of me and my friends ! Those happy days !

The fun we had, the memories we share, the laughter, the happiness, the worst days , all of them just flashed through me when I looked at the photos. On the nearby table, laid my diary ! I had written till the day I last saw Aayush ! After that , I just didn't feel like writing. All the pages I had filled were only about Aayush . I felt that the habit had died along with our relationship. I took it and something dropped from it.

I picked it up and saw that it was my ring ! The one Aayush had given me when he proposed in Kodaikanal ! I had removed it and placed it inside my diary when I had stopped writing .

Memories of him filled my mind more intensely this time. Even though I had been attending all the sessions, I couldn't move on from him. I carefully put it around my finger. I could never part with it ! The pain and memories were just too much for me to handle. Hence, I decided to find a solution.

"It's too tough ! The memories just keep on coming again and again, no matter how hard I try. I can't move on !", I confessed to Mrs. Neha, my psychiatrist on one fine evening.

Eight months had passed since the accident.

"Sameera, why don't you have a change of place ?"

"I have nowhere else to go !"

"Go somewhere, anywhere ! Get a job there and live till you feel that you are strong enough to handle anything in this world !"

Those words influenced me ! Maybe , it was the best solution after all. Maybe the memories came back because they were attached to these places !

"Live a different life, get new friends and enjoy such that you forget your pain ! Remember, self love is very important ! Love yourself and you will get healed in no time ! You matter !", she said.

I was lucky that I got Neha as my psychiatrist . She was the best and she knocked sense into me.

"I know just the right place to go !", I smiled .

A month later, I rushed home and went to find Mother.

"Mom ? Mom ? Where are you ?", I searched for her in every room.

"Sameera ! What happened ?", she asked , coming down the stairs.

"Mom, I am going to New York !", I beamed with happiness as I said.

"What ?", she asked confused.

"Yes Mom ! Next week !"

"But why dear ?"

"I have got a job there ! I am going !"

Thanks to the courses Aayush had made me study on the internet, and college, I was able to find an interior designing job in New York ! The interview process was online and I had luckily got the job.

"We can't leave you ! After all that you have been through, we can't lose you again !"

"That' why am going Mom. I want to forget, I want to have a new life !"

"But..."

"Let her go.", Father said, coming inside the room.

"She doesn't know what she is talking about and now you are supporting her !", Mother argued.

"We made decisions for her once and she paid for it. Now she will take care of her life !", Father strongly said, "Go my dear ! Explore the world.", he encouraged me.

"Thank you Dad ! You are the best !", I hugged him.

The day of departure approached !

I had packed all my belongings , including my diary. I didn't want to part with it. Dad drove us to the airport. They came to bid me goodbye.

"Call as soon as you reach. Be safe. Don't talk to strangers !", Mother started .

"Shush ! She is not a kid anymore dear.", Dad comforted her.

"My angel, Don't let your broken heart be a barrier to love someone again ! Pain can only be mended by love !"

I wondered why he said those words , but they were true !

I smiled, "I'll remember Dad !", and hugged both of them.

"There you go ! ", Dad said and let me off.

"Take care of Mom, Dad !", I said .

I looked at my left hand and saw the stones on my ring gleam due to the bright lights. I took a deep breath and pushed the luggage trolley inside.

It was the beginning of a new life !

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My dear readers, what do you think will happen in New york ? Will Sam and Aayush meet ?