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I miss you!

I sit beside you holding a glass of TANG. Mango flavour. Our favourite. Your sugar has gotten low. You just fell down while talking to me I am shocked. This is the first time. I think its the first and the last time.Its Sha'ban. You were fasting so maybe.

The lights are on. I feel somebody entering the room. Its you. You wake me up. You seem different. I get up. You lie down. I notice you are not the same. You complain.. of PAIN.. I hurry.. towards Doc's room! I wake him up. He and Dad rush you.. to the hospital. You ask me to stay home. Coz you love me. You dont want me to see you going!

I have to go to the hospital. They say come in emergency department! Heck.. I donno! No-one from my family had ever been admitted before my eyes. How am I supposed to know that emergencies are in the beginning!

I see you finally.. Lying in an isolated room! I am scared. I don't understand whats happening. Its weird and depressing! You take my hand in your drip cladden hand! Its still soft. YOu talk. I listen. I wish I knew this is the last time we will talk like this! There are so many things I want to say, I don't know that time was too short. That a fortnight will pass by! And then no talk.. no faces.. no you!

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Divaa Divine said…
havent heard from you in the longest while - is everything ok?
Fri Sep 17, 02:52:00 PM
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