It happened that fateful day,
when despite his reluctance,
I went out shopping.
He said we could go the day after
but I wanted to go that day itself.
Oh! How I regret it now!
My stubbornness and tantrums.
If only I hadn't that day.
I was in the market,
looking at a beautiful scarf,
and then I was on the floor.
The dust in my mouth
and pain in my leg.
There was rubble all around
and all I heard were screams.
My ears were still numb,
with the sound of explosion.
I heard ambulance sirens,
someone was picking me up
and then I lost consciousness.
I woke up in the hospital,
his head on my hand.
My hand was soaked with tears.
I touched his face,
and he looked at me.
I told him I was fine
and that I was sorry,
for not heeding to him.
I felt all right,
until I tried to sit up.
I couldn't,
as I had lost my legs.
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