My expression is
ephemeral to the reality of the universe that takes it's
turns and tolls
creating order in a chaotic way.
Death deared many
lives and took out a new journey from them. Death to many is a break from their
way. But their death is the start of striking pain to their deared ones.
For, their absence
around us.
Ranjit Bhai left. Wonder what made him to punish himself.
Silence. Striking assumptions. Sudden thoughts. I type, I write, I
think. I cringe. It's the same
question I'm unable to fathom. What in death is worthy?
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