Her Last
Wish
By the same author
You Are The Best Wife
Ajay believes in living for himself; Bhavna teaches him to live for others. Ajay is a planner for life; Bhavna makes him live in every moment.
You are the Best Wife is a true inspiring story of the author and his struggle with life, after his beloved wife left him halfway through their journey.
Told with frankness and doses of humour, this heartwarming tale of a boy and a girl who never gave up on their love in face of adversities, ends on a bittersweet and poignant note as Ajay comes to terms with the biggest lesson life has to offer.
The story is based on the authors life-journey, and their love story that has been immortalized in the pages of this book.
Her Last
Wish
Ajay K Pandey
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Srishti Publishers & Distributors in 2017
Copyright Ajay K Pandey, 2017
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This is a work of fiction. The characters, places, organisations and events described in this book are either a work of the authors imagination or have been used fictitiously. Any resemblance to people, living or dead, places, events, communities or organisations is purely coincidental.
The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.
Disclaimer: This book details the authors experience with and opinions about HIV patients. Names of hospitals, medicines, doctors, specialists and educational institutes have been used fictitiously. This book is not intended as a substitute for medical advice of a licensed physician. Professional consultation is advised for individual needs.
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Dedicated to my HIV friend.
I wish I could mention your name.
Always try to represent yourself as happy,
because, initially it becomes your look,
gradually it becomes your habit,
and one day, it becomes your personality.
Astha Sharma
CONTENTS
A note from the author
W hen I started writing my first book You are the Best Wife , I never had, even in my wildest dreams, imagined that it will win so many hearts. I just did a little research on my own to find out what works in the market, read a few dozen books and realized that readers are unpredictable, that there are no flat rules. So I made a rule for myself I will write like a husband, not a writer. This could have been my first and last book, but whenever I decided to quit, I got a review which said, you have come so far you did it in the past, and you can do it again. I try to reply to every single message and comment that I get. Believe it or not, it is you who has made me what I am today. I would take this opportunity to thank all the wonderful hearts who stood in my support in their own individualistic way. Your reviews and feedback are the silent way to promote an author, especially one who have limited resources to promote a book. I would like to thank the following readers who have now become a part of my life, my extended family Sheetal Poojari, Anandhini Iyappan, Lalita Sharma, Rajesh D. Hajare, Ranjithakrishna Mudradi, VP Dharshini Vellingiri, Huma Naaz, VishakhaTiwari, Anupama Sudhir Singh, Riya Ranjan, Nivetha Muralidharan, Shweta Desai, Sunaina Kapoor, Satish P Babu, Monika Pandya, Nidha Mohan, Madhu Shunmuganathan, Pallav Goswami, Tania Chatterjee, Guru Priya, Merlin Felisha, Arpita Saxena, and ChocoHolic Angellina.
Special thanks to Subhajit Das who has read You are the Best Wife almost two hundred times. (Unbelievable!)
Thank you Jayantakumar Bose and Arup Bose for standing up for me when everyone else denied.
Thanks to my editor friend Stuti Sharma for getting rid of the unwanted words and making the book a beautiful read.
Special thanks to Kanishka Gupta from Writers Side for guiding me through the publishing process. And, most importantly, Vishal Anand, a dear friend, who tells me what works and what doesnt since the pre-order of my debut book. I owe it to you, man!
Thanks to Madhuri Varma, Ankit Bhan and Ravi Kant Gautam for their contribution in the book.
So, here is my second book! No matter how many books I write, You are the Best Wife would always be close to my heart.
What I am today is because of a beautiful soul who made me a better person. Now onwards, a portion of my royalty will always go for donation. I refrain to mention any fixed percentage as readers will make their own opinion about me and I dont want to use this as an appeal to sell my books.
Thank you for making me an author, though I would politely say I am not an author, nor a celebrity; I am just a husband, who wrote something from his heart.
Never Surrender!
Ajay
T here are three kinds of teachers in this world those who teach what they feel like teaching; those who teach what students want them to teach; and those who intend to teach, but never really do. I happen to fall in the third category.
My salary slip stated my designation as assistant professor, but throughout the year, I was busy invigilating exams, assisting in placements, cultural and technical festivals, counselling students, addressing RTI notices, writing false stories to be published in the colleges yearly magazine and making arrangements for a professional tour for students. If I had some time left, I would teach.
I am, in fact, an ad hoc faculty; I am only required to fill in for faculties on leave. Most of my students love me, perhaps because I am a jack of all trades, but essentially, master of none.
Tuesday, June 2010
I disembarked the Goa express at Hazrat Nizamuddin railway station in Delhi after a long journey of thirty-two hours, though I didnt look even half as tired. Delhi was boiling at this time of the year, as if the sun was taking revenge from the Delhiites. Clouds were giving a false ray of hope for rain, by making the air humid. The roads were jam packed with commuters. I managed to hire an auto for Malviya Nagar and after another thirty minutes, just when I was about to press the doorbell of flat no. 65 of block L, the most amazing lady of my life opened the door.
Good morni... Even before I could finish, she jumped forward and kissed me. I wasnt surprised because I know she can even climb up the Qutub Minar to exhibit her emotions. I couldnt reciprocate, more concerned about a free show for the oldies doing yoga in the society garden. So I barged inside the house, holding her, and needless to mention, we kissed. This time I reciprocated deeply and passionately. I had explored that a long time gap in two kisses increases its importance manifold.
I missed you darling! she whispered in a nasal tone, perhaps because of her cold. I smiled at her and after a few minutes of silent hugging and kissing, murmured slowly, Missed you too. She was elated, because I am not very verbal with my feelings otherwise.
