A pain but the truth
A pain, a strange feeling, hurt and sorrows when somebody is leaving you Even if you know that he/she is leaving you for good sooner.
It was just a few years back, I left home and my family members all with fit and fine. She was the one who were bit worried of. She was fit and fine as well with a many smiles when I visit her last time in my vacation. I was just about to depart. She was standing beside my dad and weaving her hands, and her eyes were looking for me until I cross the main gate. As I could see, a mysterious smile in her face with painful tears in her eyes when I hugged her and did last goodbye kiss. She was acting as if we can never see each other. I look back from the main gate, she was still looking at me with the big glass in her eyes. Yeah she was my granny, the most beautiful woman in the world.
It was last week, my dad called me for an immediate visit to back home. I wondered and tried to ask for the reason. I found out my granny is seriously ill and been hospitalize since last 2 weeks. She wanted to see me for the last time. It was her desire to see me and talk few words before she leaves for heaven. I did not even noticed how quick I managed to get ticket and flown to Katmandu.
No one was in the airport, neither any of them were answering the phone. I was just panicking and at the same time trying to get home as quickly as possible. I took the taxi and rushed to head. Most of my family were silence with the full of tears in their eyes. Finally my younger brother came to me with full of tears and hugged me. Bag dropped from my hand and from nowhere my eyes came full of tears with a kind of strange pain inside. I reached there just about an hour after she left for her journey to heaven. She tried her best to wait for me but could not wait anymore. I could not even say last goodbye with my pleasure kisses. How UNFORTUNATE I was.
I just found her memories, her pictures all over the walls, an old eyeglass, her LAURI, and empty room. That is all. How UNFORTUNATE I was. I am SORRY granny. I am SORRY.
(Dedicated to my late granny)
Based on imagination
A pain, a strange feeling, hurt and sorrows when somebody is leaving you Even if you know that he/she is leaving you for good sooner.
It was just a few years back, I left home and my family members all with fit and fine. She was the one who were bit worried of. She was fit and fine as well with a many smiles when I visit her last time in my vacation. I was just about to depart. She was standing beside my dad and weaving her hands, and her eyes were looking for me until I cross the main gate. As I could see, a mysterious smile in her face with painful tears in her eyes when I hugged her and did last goodbye kiss. She was acting as if we can never see each other. I look back from the main gate, she was still looking at me with the big glass in her eyes. Yeah she was my granny, the most beautiful woman in the world.
It was last week, my dad called me for an immediate visit to back home. I wondered and tried to ask for the reason. I found out my granny is seriously ill and been hospitalize since last 2 weeks. She wanted to see me for the last time. It was her desire to see me and talk few words before she leaves for heaven. I did not even noticed how quick I managed to get ticket and flown to Katmandu.
No one was in the airport, neither any of them were answering the phone. I was just panicking and at the same time trying to get home as quickly as possible. I took the taxi and rushed to head. Most of my family were silence with the full of tears in their eyes. Finally my younger brother came to me with full of tears and hugged me. Bag dropped from my hand and from nowhere my eyes came full of tears with a kind of strange pain inside. I reached there just about an hour after she left for her journey to heaven. She tried her best to wait for me but could not wait anymore. I could not even say last goodbye with my pleasure kisses. How UNFORTUNATE I was.
I just found her memories, her pictures all over the walls, an old eyeglass, her LAURI, and empty room. That is all. How UNFORTUNATE I was. I am SORRY granny. I am SORRY.
(Dedicated to my late granny)
Based on imagination
Ram
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