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Whole floor was red with my Blood ... tears had stopped flowing... but my vision was still blurred ... and I was gasping for breath ... you came suddenly running and shouting something (which I couldn't understand) ... I faintly smiled.... you were holding  me in your arms ... your touch soothed all my pains...Believe me it could be the best moment to die... As you kissed my forehead and your tears fall down on my lips and eyes.... I closed my eyes and uttered few words of prayer and called gently the Angel of Death...


I had almost fainted ....but still I could hear sounds of sirens and traffic off and on ....and felt your touch as you were holding my hands and pressing the cut which I made there ... My heart as if suddenly jumped , eyes opened and behold your face last time , lips shivered and uttered the first letter of your name ----------- 

One chapter closed,
One show did end,
The Drama but 
Still goes on
And Audience
Always remain.

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Naveen said…
U hv this amazing power of sayin all in few words..keep it up!!
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