Amidst of the loud Railway station sounds and chattering of people, Rehaan's heart found her.
The forehead which he once kissed was embellished with scars, the hands which he had once held were decorated with marks, and the eyes in which he had seen the strength and modesty were filled with misery and broken hopes.
"How are you?", he asked.
"Fine. As fine as Nature allow any female to be", she smiled elegantly and adjusted her dupatta (scarf) to hide her wounds on skin, perhaps it was impossible to conceal the scars on her soul.
"I want to show you something", he said encasing all his pain with cheerful tone, as if she couldn't see the rage and agony in his eyes.
Although she didn't want him to see her like this, but she was so numb to say anything. So they sat on the bench and he read out to her,
'Male pufferfish are amazing creatures, they make 2metres wide circular nests and decorate them with shells and ornaments deep in the oceans to attract their females. They allow their mates to make choices while female pufferfish visit and examine the nests. If they like the nests, only then they lay their eggs on the nest and then leave.'
He looked at her with all the love in his heart and added, "Hence, nature allow females to make choices, to be happy and to stand for themselves. But unfortunately female pufferfish know their rights while female homo sapiens like to blame nature."
His every word was piercing her soul, her heart was melting and her unsaid words, her suppressed thoughts were coming out with tears, but she couldn't say anything and Rehaan knew that she wasn't going to say anything. So he stood up and went to his friend who had already heard their conversation.
"She left you and you were sympathising with her ", his friend asked.
"I wasn't sympathising", he affirmed.
"Then what was that? Do you want her back?"
"No, I want to give her back, her lost honour, dignity and pride... And also the Matheli I knew", he smiled with a rebellious tear, which found the way out without his permission.
"Why are you doing this?"
"I promised her that I will take care of her, whenever I can."
"She married him for money"
"And I love her because she had sacrificed herself to save her father's life , who was cancer patient. Love is not about being together, dude! Love is about being there for each other whenever you can."
Few moments later, they watched Matheli walking in the train, with the face washed with tears like the rain wash leaves and flowers leaving freshness behind. With the same fresh breath, she was moving from the thunder storm to somewhere serene.
"So you will let her go, just like that?",his friend asked.
"She is going to find herself. When she will find herself, she will realise I am in her very soul."