Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Birth and death

It was her birthday. But there was a certain void around her. Her thankyous to everyone's greetings sounded more like a chor. She looked abnormally calm. Her smile was melancholic.

Later, when all had left she said, "I want to sit by a fire beside you."

"It's summers! All okay with you? I am worried sweets."

"Can't wait till the winters... "

He did light up a fire for her that night. It was her last.

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