Memory

It was a dark night with deadly silence. The quietness after a heavy downpour was felt all Around. I felt as if the darkness of the night had scattered all around me. Intending to breathe in some fresh air, I stepped out and sat down with my diary. Flipping through the pages of my diary I realized that some things will be never same again. While reading it I took out treasure, the treasure of memories, A letter from John... I started reading it with a heavy heart...

Dear Rose,

I don't know where to start and how to say... we don't choose who love you. we don't choose when it happens and how it happens. I always looked you whenever I need to smile. Deep inside there is a urge to hold your hand but all rivers are not meant to embrace with ocean. Only certainty in life is uncertainty. Rose !I am dying like a pale and dried leaf and one day I would fall. I have lost my battle against Cancer. It's never easy for me to say good bye.. but it's time to say. Love,laughter,smile and tears.. would you remember all these moments.. would you?promise me you would !

Your unfortunate..

John

The tear drop lurking in the corner of my eye finally dropped. I wanted to scream so loudly that could suppress all the chaos inside my head. But I sniffed and wiped my tears. I kept walking with memories like cloud float on the sky with billion of drops earthing inside chest. The war with my self and more the war with some pungent memories was about to end. I decided to poured out my grief by penning down to him....

Dear John,

It is such a terribly long time since I wrote to you. I really had to write this letter because I felt strange nostalgia. I wish that there was a way for me to bring you back. Every time you cross my mind, I think you are here with me. Where are you? Are you so close that you can hear me?You will forever be the light in my life and I will keep you with me every step of my way. Their are only few things in life which liberate you and as being an oncology social worker I am trying to pay you tribute. I wish I would able to say good bye to you. Your will always live in my heart...

Love always, Rose

The next morning I visited John's grave and placed the letter on his grave. But now my eyes were as calm as a tree after storm.