The day 28th will 4ever be etched in my grey cells for the rest of my life. I was woken up by a call which brought news: news which raised my blood high. Very high, indeed Someone, very very close was no more. . . . .No More ! Someone who had rocked me in my cradle; someone who actually brought me up. Imagine losing such a loved one ! My mind dwells on life and death which are a part and parcel of life. Death is the inevitable truth of life. It is the greatest comforter. . . Though the living are left to suffer the pain of seperation from a loved one. I am sitting here thumping at the keyboard, but the mind still dwells on death . . .
The following quotation comes to my mind:
For death is but a passing phase of Life;
A change of dress, a disrobing;
A birth into the unborn again;
A commencing where we ended;
A starting where we stopped to rest;
A crossroad of Eternity;
A giving up of something, to possess all things.
The end of the unreal, the beginning of the real.
Let me end on this note:
Time
Like a petal in the wind
Flows softly by
As old lives are taken
New ones begin
A continual chain
Which lasts throughout eternity
Every life but a minute in time
But each of equal importance
By CINDY CHENEY, "Time"
so sad.
ReplyDeletesir, I'm a student from Ur school from class 7-b.it is very sad but what can we do it is the law of nature.
ReplyDelete-saswato sen