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Sunday, June 2, 2013

࿉ I offer my Condolences


The world turns around with wholly realms and sufferings. Neither can I afford to stop you nor can I overcome you, the death. You simply swept away whoever came your way, be they rich, poor, simple, arrogant, vagabond, or intelligent. And yet the prey don’t know the time of your arrival. And thus you become a leveler. This is how you snatch away my friend one day before. 


We were good friends. It may not be more than a year or less of being friends with you on Facebook. Facebook was our medium to know everything about us. I shared with her everything. Everything we converge to know more and more in every chat we had.

Without a doubt, I felt that I knew her through every bit of her life and as a girl. She was who she loves to be loved. She was who cares to be taken care of. She was also the victim of her love, and I could easily figure that out based on every condemned status. 



She used to say how her life is and how far she can go before her death. And I thought she shared everything about her. 

But I was wrong. I was wrong, for I didn’t really know the biggest suffering that she has tried to endure. She shared happiness and laughter with all and bore the pain all alone. Never will I be able to help her succeed in fighting the sickness, but I would have at least made her happy, for she required a lot. She didn’t reveal to me. She left me in no doubt, confirming to me that I know her best. She was so greedy to let me know, thinking of my pain knowing her disease. 


She left the college fighting for the pain. She was the lone daughter of her working parents. 


After learning about her departure from her parents and friends, I checked her profile. It was so painful, and my heart melted off with loads of regret and compassion. The status on her wall meant a lot. Each and every second of her life, she struggled to live better. She already knew the world was going to end for her. I still feel bad for her because she chose not to share her suffering. In the early morning, exactly a month after our chat, she left us behind by succumbing to cancer. 


These are the list of painful status of her on Facebook Wall:


‘I can’t change my past and I am left with no future... Few months left’. This was her last status with so much pain and feelings that she loves to go back and see the future. 


On 3rd May: ‘The day seems so beautiful 2day. How lovely was she for a moment at that instant? And I feel the pain.  


On 2nd May; ‘Tim 2 time... Sec by sec... My life is getting near to death. I want 2 lives 4ever...... At this point she was suffering a lot with everything knowing that she is leaving behind and on this I commented saying ‘that itself shows that it’s your life!! The leveler we can't have choice as to when we want!!’ And for her the leveler was all known before. Why you didn’t tell me before? 


On 1st may; ‘Life is beautiful... I realize few days b4 only’.

On 20th April; ‘Wish everything was normal with me but unlucky I have 2 leave’.

On 16th April; ‘When u r death.... Pain of outside wont able to kill u once more...’


On 16th April; ‘Truth hurts then y 2 tell truth.... Lie is better...haha’. How jovial and kiddy was she at this moment? 


No outsider can understand the bereavement. And hope with time goes by; it becomes bearable for her dear and near one specially parents left behind steady with so much pain. I offer my deepest condolence and prayer for her soul to rest in peace.