You meet a stranger who then becomes an acquaintance. Before you want it to blossom into a friendship, he is gone. He disappears from this world for no fault of his.
Imagine the plight of his family. Their world has crumbled overnight; the father who hand held his son till he could go to another place and work needs to be hand held now because his vision has blurred with the never ending tears; his walk has lost its fatherly grace; his dreams for his son have been derailed.
What about the woman who gave birth to him? The tears she shed when she saw her son come out of the womb s now been replaced by tears from seeing him lifeless. The life she had conceived has left her forever making her a living ghost.
The younger brother who wanted to follow his brother’s footsteps has been blinded by the sudden lack of direction and guidance.
The parents have lost their elder son. The younger brother has lost his protective elder brother. Together they have lost their bloodline.
The elder brother’s room is empty. The walls echo with sounds of his laughter; the mirror reflects his handsome image . They are painful memories which will lose their sting with the passage of time but will never cease to trouble the waking minds.
But as days turn into months and as months shed their shyness and become years, the tears will dry. The images will fade and the minds will accept reality. And yet, the sadness will linger forever.
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