It was a matter of few minutes, when the flames engulfed her
in its arms. The purity and charm that had cast a magical spell on everything
around her disappeared, leaving a large vaccum. The word, ‘Life,’ now ceased to
exist for her and became a memory for her near and dear ones. No, not memory,
rather memories because she used to spread love in a way which would never
erase from anybody’s mind.
Her son, whom she believed was the only source of happiness and
a medium to express her grief was numb as he saw her lifeless body. He carried
the pain of her non-existence for 3 years, but that day torn him apart. The
inconsolable mind was curious to find a source of relief, but time and again it
was transported back to those moments it passed in love and care. He couldn’t
hold it for long as tears rolled down his eyes thus helping him to vent out his
emotions.
And then came the final time to bid adieu.
There was nothing. Only a few ashes were left. Ashes that had
no meaning now; they flowed away with water leaving behind ripples of
pain.
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