The Lost Wallet (OS)


Hey Friends!!!! I am Fallingstar and this a short os I would love to share with you all!!!! Im not so good in writing but still I tried my best!!!So here we go……

As I walked home one freezing day, I stumbled on a wallet someone had lost in the street. I picked it up and looked inside to find some identification so I could call the owner. But the wallet contained only thirty Rupees and a crumpled letter that looked as if it had been in there for years.

The envelope was worn and the only thing that was legible on it was the return address. I started to open the letter, hoping to find some clue. Then I saw the dateline–1956. The letter had been written almost 60 years ago.

It was written in a beautiful feminine handwriting on powder blue stationery with a little flower in the left-hand corner. It was a “Dear Sanky” letter that told the recipient, whose name appeared to be Sanskar, that the writer could not see him anymore because her mother forbade it. Even so, she wrote that she would always love him.

It was signed, Swara.

It was a beautiful letter, but there was no way except for the name Sanskar, that the owner could be identified. Maybe if I called information, the operator could find a phone listing for the address on the envelope.

“Operator,” I began, “this is an unusual request. I’m trying to find the owner of a wallet that I found. Is there anyway you can tell me if there is a phone number for an address that was on an envelope in the wallet?”

She suggested I speak with her supervisor, who hesitated for a moment then said, “Well, there is a phone listing at that address, but I can’t give you the number.” She said, as a courtesy, she would call that number, explain my story and would ask them if they wanted her to connect me.

I waited a few minutes and then she was back on the line. “I have a party who will speak with you.”

I asked the woman on the other end of the line if she knew anyone by the name ofSwara. She gasped, “Oh! We bought this house from a family who had a daughter named Swara. But that was 30 years ago!”

“Would you know where that family could be located now?” I asked.

“I remember that Swara had to place her mother in a nursing home some years ago,” the woman said. “Maybe if you got in touch with them they might be able to track down the daughter.”

She gave me the name of the nursing home and I called the number. They told me the old lady had passed away some years ago but they did have a phone number for where they thought the daughter might be living.

I thanked them and phoned. The woman who answered explained that Swara herself was now living in a nursing home.

This whole thing was stupid, I thought to myself. Why was I making such a big deal over finding the owner of a wallet that had only Thirty Rupees and a letter that was almost 60 years old?

Nevertheless, I called the nursing home in which Swara was supposed to be living and the man who answered the phone told me, “Yes, Swara is staying with us.”

Even though it was already 10 p.m., I asked if I could come by to see her. “Well,” he said hesitatingly, “if you want to take a chance, she might be in the day room watching television.”

I thanked him and drove over to the nursing home. The night nurse and a guard greeted me at the door. We went up to the third floor of the large building. In the day room, the nurse introduced me to Swara.

She was a sweet, silver-haired oldtimer with a warm smile and a twinkle in her eye. I told her about finding the wallet and showed her the letter. The second she saw the powder blue envelope with that little flower on the left, she took a deep breath and said, “Young man, this letter was the last contact I ever had with Sanskar.”

She looked away for a moment deep in thought and then said softly, “I loved him very much. But I was only 16 at the time and my mother felt I was too young. Oh, he was so handsome. He looked like Shashi Kapoor, the actor.”

“Yes,” she continued. “Sanskar Maheshwari was a wonderful person. If you should find him, tell him I think of him often. And,” she hesitated for a moment, almost biting her lip, “tell him I still love him. You know,” she said smiling as tears began to well up in her eyes, “I never did marry. I guess no one ever matched up to Sanskar…”

I thanked Swara and said goodbye. I took the elevator to the first floor and as I stood by the door, the guard there asked, “Was the old lady able to help you?”

I told him she had given me a lead. “At least I have a last name. But I think I’ll let it go for a while. I spent almost the whole day trying to find the owner of this wallet.”

I had taken out the wallet, which was a simple brown leather case with red lacing on the side. When the guard saw it, he said, “Hey, wait a minute! That’s Mr. Maheshwari’s wallet. I’d know it anywhere with that bright red lacing. He’s always losing that wallet. I must have found it in the halls at least three times.”

“Who’s Mr. Maheshwari?” I asked as my hand began to shake.

“He’s one of the oldtimers on the 8th floor. That’s Sanskar Maheshwari’s wallet for sure. He must have lost it on one of his walks.” I thanked the guard and quickly ran back to the nurse’s office. I told her what the guard had said. We went back to the elevator and got on. I prayed that Mr. Maheshwari would be up.

On the eighth floor, the floor nurse said, “I think he’s still in the day room. He likes to read at night. He’s a darling old man.”

We went to the only room that had any lights on and there was a man reading a book. The nurse went over to him and asked if he had lost his wallet. Mr. Maheshwari looked up with surprise, put his hand in his back pocket and said, “Oh, it is missing!”

“This kind lady found a wallet and we wondered if it could be yours?”

I handed Mr. Maheshwari the wallet and the second he saw it, he smiled with relief and said, “Yes, that’s it! It must have dropped out of my pocket this afternoon. I want to give you a reward.”

“No, thank you,” I said. “But I have to tell you something. I read the letter in the hope of finding out who owned the wallet.”

The smile on his face suddenly disappeared. “You read that letter?”

“Not only did I read it, I think I know where Swara is.”

He suddenly grew pale. “Swara? You know where she is? How is she? Is she still as pretty as she was? Please, please tell me,” he begged.

“She’s fine…just as pretty as when you knew her.” I said softly.

The old man smiled with anticipation and asked, “Could you tell me where she is? I want to call her tomorrow.” He grabbed my hand and said, “You know something, Miss? I was so in love with that girl that when that letter came, my life literally ended. I never married. I guess I’ve always loved her.”

“Mr. Maheshwari,” I said, “Come with me.”

We took the elevator down to the third floor. The hallways were darkened and only one or two little night-lights lit our way to the day room where Swara was sitting alone watching the television. The nurse walked over to her.

“Swara,” she said softly, pointing to Sanskar, who was waiting with me in the doorway. “Do you know this man?”

She adjusted her glasses, looked for a moment, but didn’t say a word. Sanskar said softly, almost in a whisper, “Swara, it’s Sanskar. Do you remember me?”

She gasped, “Sanskar! I don’t believe it! Sanskar! It’s you! My Sanskar!” He walked slowly towards her and they embraced. The nurse and I left with tears streaming down our faces.

“See,” I said. “See how the Good Lord works! If it’s meant to be, it will be.”

About three weeks later I got a call at my office from the nursing home. “Can you break away on Sunday to attend a wedding? Sanskar and Swara are going to tie the knot!”

It was a beautiful wedding with all the people at the nursing home dressed up to join in the celebration. Swara wore a light beige dress and looked beautiful. Sanskar wore a dark blue suit and stood tall.

The nursing home gave them their own room and if you ever wanted to see a 76-year-old bride and a 79-year-old groom acting like two teenagers, you had to see this couple.

A perfect ending for a love affair that had lasted nearly 60 years ———————————————————————————————————————

So how is it?????? Please do comment!!!!!!!!!

Credit to: Fallingstar

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  1. Awesome

    1. Thanks Sunkar

  2. superb

    1. Thanks sumeeta

  3. Oh a lovely story….amazing one

    1. Thanks Arati…im glad u liked it!!!!!!!!

  4. SOOOOOOO SWEET!!!!!!!! Loved your concept and both Swara and Sanskar were soooooooooo sweet… My eyes welled up seeing their love, I know it may sound stupid but I am really emotional… And their love was.. just.. awesome, tbh much much much more cuter than laila majnu or heer ranjha….

    1. Thanks Unknown!!!!! tysm for the complement….even i had watery eyes while writting it….Actually i go to a Old age home Daily where i meet this couple who waited for each other for 60 yrs!!!! i was so glad that i converted it into a story….. of the wallet part is my imagination!!!

  5. This is the cutest thing I’ve ever read….it got me going ‘awwwww’..

    1. TYSM ash!!!! i need ppl like you guys to inspire meto write!!!!!!

      1. Awwww…u r welcome Darling..

  6. Awesome

    1. Thanks Angle!!!!!!

  7. omg!!!!!! such a beautiful concept…….
    swasan forever 🙂 😉

    1. Thanks pooja!!!!! Swasan always at the top!!!!

      1. ya dey will be always…….. 😉 😉

  8. Very nice , really Old is Gold???

    1. Tysm Zuha Fatima!!!! and truly OLD IS GOLD!!!

  9. Aww a superb true love story

    1. Thanks Dev…………… impleased you liked it!!!!!

  10. Omg omg omg!!! I loved it a lot:) Falling Star, I remember u reading my ff and I should say now, please you start writing one. You have amazing writing skills. And this was so cute. I wish I was the cupid between the two lufflies. I could imagine Swara as an old lady, but it was difficult to imagine our Sanskar as a oldie:P

    Please continue writing!! ♥ Love ya ♥

    1. thanks Anu!!! I would love to write a ff but for that one needs patience…which i dont have…. I get bored While writing and loose interest… i would better write one shots so ppl dont get bored with me 😛
      anyways when are you updating the prequel of Destiny????? im waitting for it since long!!!!!!

  11. Hey friends it completely slipped out of my mind…. the couple’s real names are Rashmi and Ravinath(ravi)… and the most imp part is Ravi’s 81st Birthday tomorrow!!!!!!!!!

    Also friends please suggest me if i should continue write os(Though i have written only one :P)

    1. You should dear:) and will be posting Childhood Sweethearts God knows when. I have just written the prologue and chap 1. And I’m seriously out of ideas. But will do it soon♥

      Thank dear!

    2. Continue with os or long ff v vud b eagr 2 read 1

  12. Aww..!!! its really too cute yaar… 🙂 🙂

    1. Thanks Nive!!!!!!

  13. A really amazing OS… Awesome….

    1. Thanks Anjali!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  14. Such a cute story of both….. people like them make true love exists in this world…..

    Falling star if u meet them again then please give a tight hug from my side….. please do it for me….. if i could i would personally visit them but i m really far so….. 🙁 🙁

    And of course convey my warm regarda for his birthday….. 🙂 🙂

    1. Thanks From Nepal….. I’ll surely hug them from your side….. And today I’ll gonna show them this ff and tell them ki all of u ppl loved their Love Story…….

  15. A wonderful one shot Dr ..Loved it to the core …Swasan rocks in every avatar 🙂

    1. Thanku Harani!!! Yes East or west swasan are the Best

  16. Oh… Dat was so cute….

    1. Hope I’m glad you liked it!!!!!

  17. wow it was awesome….. so sweet n lovely story…..

    1. thanks Nita!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  18. it was awesome a unique one. but who is the person who is finding the wallet.

    1. Imagine it to be me!!! Thanks ireena

  19. This was the best OS i have ever read. I must say u have excellent writing skills. Just don’t stop here, keep writing and i hope to see ur next OS or FF soon.

    1. Thanks RUPA…. I’ll be writing an OS soon

  20. This is sooooo sweet
    .nice story…keep writing…hope to see u with another os/ss/ff….god blesa u dr..

    1. thanks shani

  21. Wow! It is awesome. Thank you so much for such a lovely ff. I got tears while reading. Gud work. It’s hard to believe that it is a true story. Is it true

  22. thanks unab!!!!!!!!!!

  23. It was really wonderful.a story of never ending love.i truly loved was very sweet.

    1. Thanks sree!!!!!!

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