The "Jasmine"

I want to see the face of the person who has been taking care of me for the past three months, someone who is perhaps a stranger to me, but who cares for my life as if it were his own. His words are so reassuring and special; they make me feel so good. His scent is like burning cigarettes, which I don't like, but when he's near me, I feel so safe. He takes me for walks every day, holding my hand. He describes the things around me in such a way that I can feel them. With him, I don't feel like I'm blind. I feel a sense of belonging with him, but I can't talk to him much. I didn't even know his name, but in these three months, I've grown very close to him. Even though I can't see, I can feel his presence, the feeling of him being near me. I can feel his scent, and from his voice, I've imagined that he's perhaps like the red rays of the sun. His presence was like the scent of jasmine flowers... Today, I was supposed to have eye surgery. I hope I'll be able to see. I lost my eyesight in an accident, and when I woke up in the hospital bed, I was completely alone, and my eyesight was gone. It was that stranger who took care of me then. Today, before the operation, I told him, "When I open my eyes, you should be the first person I see." I traced my fingers over his face and said, "Hold my hand." He told me, "Don't be afraid, I'm right here with you." After the operation, when I woke up, I felt the scent of jasmine near me. I was sure he was with me. I felt that scent every moment, but something was strange. The hands that fed me today weren't like his hands. I didn't smell the cigarette smoke. I asked the doctor, but he didn't give me an answer. The next day, the bandages were to be removed from my eyes. Fear gripped my heart, and now a profound sense of loneliness overwhelmed me. The scent of jasmine was the only thing that reminded me of his presence, but I couldn't hear his voice, nor could I feel him... The doctor removed the bandages from my eyes, and I slowly opened them. I saw many faces around me, but the one I was looking for wasn't there. I asked the doctor again, "Where is the man who was with me all these days?" That's when I learned that he was gone. He had left two days ago. After everyone had left, I looked around. Beside me, in a glass bowl, were some jasmine flowers; their fragrance reminded me of him... I was completely alone. I had lost my family in that accident, but the pain of losing him was even greater... I tried to find out about him at the hospital, but I couldn't find any information.After receiving the doctor's instructions and medication, I left the hospital with a dejected expression. Standing alone on the street, I just looked around, hoping that every passing person would be him, that he would come and hug me and say that he was late, but it didn't happen... A girl approached me and said that she had come to pick me up; her friend had sent her. I looked at her confused, and she said, "Don't worry, he's not here, but he's been taking care of you for three months, and he will continue to take care of you." I asked her about the boy, but she didn't answer. I had no choice but to go with the girl. There, I gradually became close to Neha; we became good friends. I had finally found a job too. Every day, Neha kept jasmine flowers in her house, just like the ones I had seen in the hospital room. When I asked Neha about it, she said that her friend had asked her to do it. I tried very hard to get Neha to tell me about her friend, but she always gave me the same answer: he has forbidden it; he will be in front of you when the right time comes. One evening, when I returned to my room from work, I saw a boy outside the house. He was tall and handsome, wearing a black shirt and black pants. He was looking around. I went to him; he smelled exactly the same, like cigarettes. I asked him who he wanted to meet. He said Neha. Just then, Neha also returned from work. Before Neha could say anything, the boy took Neha's hand and led her away. I opened the door and went inside, and a little later they both came in too. After staying for a while, the boy left the house. I asked Neha about him, and she said that he was just a friend, nothing special, don't worry too much. Saying this, Neha left, but I couldn't forget that boy. One day I fell ill. Neha gave me medicine and went to her job. After taking the medicine, I fell asleep, and a little while later, I again felt the familiar scent of jasmine. Then I opened my eyes and saw the same boy. He was holding a glass bowl in his hands, putting jasmine flowers in it and placing it on the table. Seeing me awake, he asked, "Will you eat something?" I said, "Yes, I'm hungry." He made khichdi for me and fed me. His hands felt familiar; I felt a sense of closeness to him... I couldn't say anything. Although I wanted to, I couldn't. Perhaps I didn't want to ask any questions. After taking the medicine, I fell asleep again. When I woke up, Neha was there. I asked Neha, "Please tell me the truth, what is all this? Who is he? And who was the one who was with me in the hospital? Where is he?" Neha told me, "Go to the rooftop, you will find the answers to all your questions there." I ran to the rooftop. He was watching the setting sun. Hearing my footsteps, he turned around. The sunlight was as bright on his face as it was on mine. A fragrance emanated from him that soothed my heart. Even the sun seemed dim compared to him. He said to me, "You're awake." His voice sounded very familiar. It was him! I ran and hugged him. I felt the warmth of his embrace, and the scent of jasmine filled me. After a very long time, I truly felt happy. I asked him, "Where did you disappear that day? Where did you go?" He explained that he had some problems with his hands due to the accident and had to have surgery, which is why he couldn't come to me. Gently stroking his face, I said, "I was longing to see you so much. Today I feel like I've embraced all the happiness in my arms." I don't know what the future holds, but I know that I will accept everything, every joy, every pain, as long as you are with me. I lost so much in that accident, but in that same accident, I received the most beautiful gift of my life. All my pain disappeared in the warmth of his embrace...!!