RAISING THE DEAD

Nishtha closed her eyes and with that all the moments spent with Arun got resurrected, just like the spirits raised by a sorcerer, and filled her heart which in turn overwhelmed her little eyes shutting the world out.
She sat on the blue carpet, which they bought from Kashmir this January, unable to fathom that how could Arun, who always promised to be by her side, who could never see a tear in her "little eyes", who had remained alive in the ugliest situation only to have a glimpse of her face, who wore his uniform only to make her proud in front of her friends, who never tasted an ice-cream before she did and who always said, "I would not die before getting a daughter from you who will look just like you", go away never to come back again,and if ever, only in dreams and thoughts just like today.
"Captain A.P. fought bravely..", "He was a stud", "...always had her in mind", "...her pregnancy delighted and worried him equally and..", "Mrs. Singh will you go to your parents or his..." - incessant voices kept crushing her, making the pain in her womb grow unbearable and at last she opened her eyes to find herself drenched in sweat and Arun with anxious eyes bent on her saying, "I've called up the doctor and I think we should admit you as today is 20th, your expected day."