Sunday, July 21, 2019

Elegy- Ranjit Bhai


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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