dear richa
when suddenly i remember you in the icu on the 12 th night
i talking to you , calling out your name , you opening your eyes
and you nodding your head in confirmation later on when i asked you , whether you were hearing me or not
i get paralysed with grief
who knew that would be our last meeting
who knew
i feel like crying out loudly your name and sobbing
i dont want to do any thing in life now
if life ends in such a way
if it is so meaningless
if this is how we leave ultimately
is all this worth living in and living for
i cant do any work
i am lost
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