Monday, 26 June 2017

I was feeling quite bad like everyone, when I heard that news...but

He is my friend, a good friend.
However, our friendship is only some months old but I was feeling attached to him.
He is one of them with a beautiful soul,
So..I think that's the reason my soul is impulsing me to write about him...

One night I was thinking about him then suddenly I don't know when I fell asleep.
I was awake but I was not on my bed,
I was on a bed with a white sheet and a guy in green clothes was sleeping on that bed.
I was just sitting beside him and facing towards him.
There was a sound knocking in my ear with a constant rhythm and there was loads of medicine on a table behind me.
I saw the face of the guy and I recognised him and I smiled.
In that room I saw something uncommon, felt something precious...
I saw the imprinted lips of his mother, father, and sister on the glasses which are kept aside on the stool.
I smelled the dried tears of his mother wiped while touching her eyes on his stationary hands.
I felt the clouds of blessings, love, prayers
continuously trying to come through the small spaces of the door.
I saw the family members coming and going one by one.
And then I saw something amazing...

I saw his soul trying to stop his loved ones from worrying and crying
And telling that....
 "don't worry , I will be fine soon ...Ur blessings r healing my wounds by giving strength to my soul .
I will be with u again gossiping, laughing and sharing about the one with which I have met recently"
He started expressing his feelings even though he was aware of that no one can listen to him,
"When everytime u all touched me I felt the love, discharging from ur blood to my vessels and nourishing my soul that helped me a lot to hold on.
When I will be awake I will tell u all that... my eyes were closed but I was feeling u all when u were around me.
I have heard that words which were trying to come on ur tongue but dropped through ur eyes on my skin and dissolved in my blood"

I know my last breath will be ur last breath that's why I want you to live...

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