The Unpredictable Life

The Unpredictable Life

His body was lying cold and lifeless on the hospital bed. It seemed as if he had attained absolute peace. His wounds were not healed, but they didn't hurt anymore. It looked like he had made peace with his wounds and broken bones; the wounds decided to not hurt him anymore either.

The scenario was exactly the opposite around his lifeless body. He was at peace but the people who were in love seemed to have lost all the peace.

A grieving mother asking his son to wake up. The broken bones were ready to cause discomfort again once he wakes up, but he decided to not wake up from his peaceful sleep. 

A sister standing beside her mother, trying hard to console her but failed miserably in controlling her own grief. 

A brother who did all he could to save him had nothing left to say or do other than to hide his tears and stand still like a pillar to not let the family fall. All he could do now is to make arrangements for the last rites of his brother.

There stood one more breathing but a lifeless body. She seemed to have lost all her emotions and her eyes reflected the pain which failed to come out as tears. She was suffering silently, yet loud enough to make the walls of the hospital cry.

Will society see her pain or will she be blamed for her husband’s death?

A mother will never receive answers to her calls, a sister will never be able to tie Rakhi on the wrist of her brother.

A girl who had many dreams at the time of her marriage, all her dreams have been broken into pieces that can never be fixed within four months of her marriage.

A father will cry his heart out for the first time for a son who’ll never come to wipe up his tears. A pet who’ll never know why his master never returned home and betrayed him.

None of this is the end of their lives. Then what is the end? Is death the only end?

Ironically, death is the reality of LIFE.

They say, we come alone in the world and so do we leave.

But when a child is born, doesn’t it bring happiness with its birth? And when death arrives, it takes not only one life, but it also takes all the happiness related to the person in one or the other way.

Leaving this world can sometimes be the easiest thing for a person but for the ones who have no other option than to live had already opted for the most painful and toughest option. It is a pain that may not be visible after a few months from when it occurred, but it still resonates within those still alive.

The void in their hearts will remain until and unless death visits them, and then it will be passed on to someone else.  

  

The tears will dry up one day but their wounded hearts will never be able to repair their walls as one brick will remain missing forever.

Death is irreversible and so is the destruction caused.