11:40 pm .............
The time was unknown when you came into my dreams having tea with my grandmother......
Blurred were the clouds where you sat and gave me a smile ,
I tried to ask  can't you take me with you? ,
Then came a call from my cab driver saying " i have arrived at the location"
Hurriedly i packed off my bags praying like a baby to let me take a glimpse of your face before your death ...
But suddenly I fell asleep while traveling through the sky giving me a dark shattering fear and i said ," Are you still alive ?"
Fears came true i could hear my uncle telling me in a deep crying voice she is no more...
My body started Shivering as I saw you ,
You looked different grandmaa ,
A dark red spot on your nose with wrinkled face seemed familiar like a winter's night ,
With all the questions that troubled my head came out as words through my mouth ,
"Now who will take of me ?
I mean you know i act like a tree but from inside i am just like a grass which melts by pouring water "
A voice came from back " you need to be strong "
But this soul has to be like a hard rock as she saw her roots crying like a baby ...….( Shattering voice and the loud noises could be felt when your body went through that  furnace which almost burnt your soul and allowing people to hug you for the one last time)
Yours lovingly didibhai...
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