He was in his death bed, all set to welcome death with open arms. His wife was next to his bed, holding his hands in assurance, a false assurance that everything will be all right. Both knew nothing was right. He was surely going to die. Just how many minutes more he had was the question. They had loved each other for many years. They had vowed to be together always. But now he was all set to break that promise. I will love you until death does us apart would be an apt promise he thought. But it was too late.
He looked at her eyes one last time.That look was a look of gratitude for supporting him all the years,for being with him in the ups and downs of life,for everything.
He looked at her lovingly and closed his eyes forever.She could see something in his eyes. It was the 88 year old man's Love. Love towards his 83 year old wife.
That was his "Love at last sight".
