Love is absolute. I grasped this only 10 months back.
I had been in a happy relationship with my girl for a long time. She was working in Dharamshala and I was 250 km away, in Chandigarh. One weekend, I decided to drive down to Dharamshala so I could devote some time to her.
It was raining heavily and the visibility was down to a hundred meters. But I was in love and these were small impediments. I took my bike and started riding towards the mountains. After six hours of riding in the heavy rain, I reached Dharamshala. My fatigue vanished as soon as I saw the smile on her face. And the welcome kiss further made my day, filling my icy cold body with warmth.
Time flew like a 4th generation fighter aircraft and Monday morning arrived. It was 5 in the morning; she was sleeping as peacefully as a child. Planting a goodbye kiss on her cheek, I left for Chandigarh. An early start would give me enough time to reach work without my boss getting mad at me.
I was riding at a speed of 40 km an hour, enjoying the scenic landscape around me… and missing my girl. I was on the last leg of the hilly terrain when a mini-truck drove at me from the wrong side and clipped me from the right. I blacked out. When I opened my eyes, I was lying on the road and my bike had been flung two meters away from me. I looked down at my leg. It was bent just above my ankle, implying a fracture. I tried to stand but failed. I took out my phone and called an ambulance. Then I called my girl to let her know that I had met with an accident.
The ambulance arrived and I was taken to a hospital. My girl met me there. I could see that she was trying hard to hold back her tears. I was screaming with pain. Soon the doctors took an X-ray – only to reveal that I had 13 fractures! She tried but couldn’t quite hide her shock. After my operation, the doctors said I would be bedridden for a long time and may never be able to walk without support.
With such a serious injury, I felt that it was probably best that she marry someone other than me. I would be a liability for the rest of my life. But she insisted on staying with me; she took leave from work and spent all her time in the hospital, taking care of my every need – from cleaning my excreta to feeding me... She kept her nerve and kept me motivated. She would cry but only while I slept, never around me. Months went by… she now focused on my diet.
After five months of regular physiotherapy and my girl’s hard work, I started walking without any support. Today, I am normal – albeit with a lot of implants in my body. She gave me a new lease of life and now we are married. She held on to me in the most difficult of times, despite my fear; she refused to leave me. Now we are going to spend the rest of our lives together. All thanks to her efforts, prayers and exemplary motivation.