Quietus:An end

An end

Life is something when starts, seems beautiful but when it ends, everything gets colorless. Everything becomes pale around. A man named Sile recently lost his beloved and his life gets similar to a machine which works when force is applied on it. Yes, he smiles but no one knows how much he stretches his muscles to do that. Sadness covered his both soul and body. Sile was fifty two years experienced in living a life. He was going to market and he saw that his mobile was trying to tell that someone is really in hurry to talk. He received the call and froze for a second. He heard something unexpected. He left his bags there and ran back to home. Someone was waiting for him and wearing something new to him. There was no occasion near still his daughter wearing something different: a shroud. He stood unspoken and stared at his baby girl. He called her by the name which he never used before. She always answered when her lovely daddy calls but this time something was different and it is she doesn't listen to him and doesn't answer his questions. He gave her a five-hundred rupee note which she was demanding before to buy a new white dress for herself on upcoming Christmas. Earlier he denied but today her daddy is offering more money even but now she is not accepting it. Sile said,"Don't be stubborn, my heart. Please take this. Go and buy a beautiful dress for yourself. Someone brought this dress for you but nobody is liking it. Go and change it." She remain silent. A silence which is hard to break. It is an undefeatable war between emotions and death. In this war, death won but no one is celebrating for this win. No one is happy for it. Whenever his daughter left the house, always told where she was going. And today she left him in the world without even giving address to him. She didn't tell anything. His body became numb and he couldn't even say a goodbye to her.
Death is something which is unfixed, unknown, unbearable. Nobody knows when it comes and to whom. People are losing number of loved ones in kinds of tragedies; accidents, illness, sudden occurrences, etc. When the person is in this situation of life, it is hard to say whether he will bloom again or not. We can't bring back anyone if someone goes to that place. That place is unseen, undefinable. The pain of separation is unbearable. Magicians are helpless here. Their magic doesn't work. The leftover is a body without movement.
Sile is left alone to spend his rest life with his broken heart.
Suggestion : Don't forget to spend time with the family. Live every second of the life with your family. Time is something which can't be controlled. One who goes never comes back.
We can beg money from anyone to feed ourselves but we can't beg life. Greatest of great can't even give that to us.
Live family ! Love family !