Far beyond the shades of long green trees, she was walking by counting the beeds of rosary. Cursed and curved on the test of time, striated face and white shades of hair procliams her old age. Her dried cheecks and its creases invited tears from sunken eyes. It drained out as if her heart pumps tears with every elevated beats of agony.Shivering has turned into a normal physiology now....
Miles away, well trained surgeons occluded a body which has only traces of life and expectancy. Is it waiting for somebpody else to come?? But purposeless waiting recalled the past deeds that god even failed to restrict the uncontrolled multiplication of his pulmunory units of life. It all smoked away the abilty to breath, to live...
This is the best place . The place where every human will be treated equally regardless of what they are. The same place where everybody pray to god down from the heart. But its neither temple, church, nor a mosque.. but a hospital.
The old lady got into, and saw only a circle of surgeons on a screen. Though operating ones life, they seemed strainless and simple.Experience might have made such situations habitual to them. Stood at still and getting cold, she glued her eyes to the screen. Her Sunken eyes turn swollen and tearless. From no where, a deep sense of cold made her to see some red lights. It was blinking as if god is grimacing at her. She starred on it without allowing her eye lashes to touch each other. Surgeons were hurry seeking help from some instruments. Suddenly, but silently, she could hear some whispers that speaks " sorry .. sorry that i could not allow my addictions to keep anything else to give you. am going, let me........"
Swollen eyes again flushed out as it got a severe puncture. It flowed down as surgeoons disperesed and left the body lifeless.
Wiping her tears with a gasp, she stepped out. Squeezed some petals of red roses, she threw it away and said " once i loved you so much... "
Miles away, well trained surgeons occluded a body which has only traces of life and expectancy. Is it waiting for somebpody else to come?? But purposeless waiting recalled the past deeds that god even failed to restrict the uncontrolled multiplication of his pulmunory units of life. It all smoked away the abilty to breath, to live...
This is the best place . The place where every human will be treated equally regardless of what they are. The same place where everybody pray to god down from the heart. But its neither temple, church, nor a mosque.. but a hospital.
The old lady got into, and saw only a circle of surgeons on a screen. Though operating ones life, they seemed strainless and simple.Experience might have made such situations habitual to them. Stood at still and getting cold, she glued her eyes to the screen. Her Sunken eyes turn swollen and tearless. From no where, a deep sense of cold made her to see some red lights. It was blinking as if god is grimacing at her. She starred on it without allowing her eye lashes to touch each other. Surgeons were hurry seeking help from some instruments. Suddenly, but silently, she could hear some whispers that speaks " sorry .. sorry that i could not allow my addictions to keep anything else to give you. am going, let me........"
Swollen eyes again flushed out as it got a severe puncture. It flowed down as surgeoons disperesed and left the body lifeless.
Wiping her tears with a gasp, she stepped out. Squeezed some petals of red roses, she threw it away and said " once i loved you so much... "
