My Death

I am on the verge of dying as I lie flat on the bed in a hospital. The doctors have already told my families that I won’t live any longer, the fact which they have been hiding from me. Now, it’s just a matter of a couple of minutes before I die. My families are all gathered around me. I can see their eyes completely wet and everyone’s face is full of sympathy. I can see everybody standing around me with a terrible expression full of sorrows and pity on their faces.

I am weak and can’t even mutter a single word. There are so many things that I would like to speak to all the well wishers around me but I am not being able to do so. One of my best friends is holding my hand struggling to keep away the tears in his eyes. If only I had enough energy I would have told him not to worry.

The struggles I have done, the love I have gained, the sacrifices I have made, the battles I have conquered, the success I have achieved, similarly the trouble I have given to all around me, the lies that I had been hiding, the panic that I have created to others, these are all coming to an end. I have to give up my possessions that I have cherished for life, the unfulfilled wishes will remain unfulfilled and now there is no way of trying to fulfill one at this point.

I can also hear some people coming in through the door and some people leaving. I know I am going to die any moment from now. I would like to hear my people talking to each other. I am longing to hear their voices but everyone is silent. The only thing I hear is soft sobbing. My mind is totally blank at this moment. I am not being able to recall my past or predict the future.

I don’t feel pain right now, I don’t feel sorry for anyone and I am not even thankful to anyone because after a couple of minutes I am going to die. There is nothing I owe to anyone or own anything. I have no fear of death right now and I don’t even want to think what I would do if I lived a little longer. I don’t want to remember my sweetest moments in my life and not the bitter moments too. I feel like I am free from everything and I don’t have anything to worry about. I can’t even think of the pyre in which I will be burned or the grave where I will be buried. I am not concerned whether I will be burned or buried. I am worried about nothing and nothing.

The voices of my people around me are slowly fading away and my vision is weakening as well. I can’t see my people clearly, everyone’s face is blurred and I can feel my heart beat at a very slow pace. Everything is getting dark and silent and I am feeling a kind of dizzy. My eyelids are slowly getting closer to each other and so are my lips. I can’t even inhale or exhale as I know my body is starting to stop functioning at all. I am waiting for the final gasp of air that I breathe in and with that final breathe I will be leaving the world for ever. I can feel I am only a few milliseconds away from dying and I would not be able to …………………………………….