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Don't Count The Deads!!!!!live As Infants.....

I see the world is now not the same old as I used to see .It is much big today..It is not really what it really used to be.....Things have changed all around....There have been many events that could have outnumbered in the tunes of the eventual   and uncanny life . Every human  obliged to play the same symphony over and over again....It is just another thing...they come to each life at many a different instances.....,And when they come...they break past in the life and leave a deep clot........
      Last year was the wonder thing that shook the tiny hearts of our family..That havoc as "death"  evokes the recent glimpse to eyes still today..........to cut it  short.....It was my grandfather's death,the one who I admire the most....Love him the most,he was a triumph person,whose encouraging ideas...were a tribute to his success he owned at the 90's Era.....
  he left me!!!us the whole family..He was stubborn,well...as his grandchild,and still the big Girl in family.....He often used to tell me....'.I am Now unburdening my body to lie in peace'....I thought this was just oldies talk the same way...Well,he wasn't he really did forecast his death infront of me!!!and me like a helpless creature stood there........thinking all he told was just a lie...

 No,he wasn't ill then...perhaps he had overseen this world much and was fed up with it.....in his late 70's he said it was time,he now don't put a pressure to the world...So my stubborn grandpa......left the world of fever ,which was not a genuine excuse for my grandma...She kept still....... dissatisfied,he left her to see the world alone.....his silhouette appearance....made my grandma wail aloud......There were us to her bitterness....no,but we could not comfort her.........She always remembered him,and cursed him for leaving her in this cruel world.........die each day.......contemplated of the beings around her......
Its been a year....but she is attached to all the things he did,he say and each day she is bitterly dying herself...The fake smile in her lips smells of the frigid smoke of cigar..
     


 these things are still not able to fuel my life ......They always pokes me around.......I wonder like a child,well,he would come back...Not in body perhaps....but  as the fading away memories....daunting me .......Making me realize,'girl---child,You are in a funpark-------world,----------play around the rollercoaster------life-----, toddle and babble around--fool cruel people-----------
---------as you crumbled when running------when life gives you disaster------Just believe you still in funpark------you are not dead though-----devour the food and stuffs in cafeteria at funpark so,You get to eat varieties.--------------battle the competition of life----Just do it,If not today never...


 god bless hUmans.!!!!always live as a CHild!!!!!!!!!

smokycup smokycup 18-21, F 3 Responses Nov 7, 2012

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Thanx and yeah he does own a special place in my life

Thanx and yeah he does own a special place in my life

Your feelings for him even after a year shows how close you are to your grandpa, I am sorry for your loss.