Personal Account
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| Posted on : 04 Jul, 2006 | Total Views : 301 |
It was all over. The loneliness of living in a room for 25 years.Looking at the four walls dawn to night. All the struggles to stay alive. Everything came to an end. All the years of reading had made him wiser than any other person of his age. He must have had a dream of seeing the outside world one day. He must have been the only one who knew that the end was nearing. The cruel fact that he was born paralysed and couldnt move below his waist and all the diseases he was born with, did not prevent him from his quest for knowledge and his zest for life. He knew about everything going around in the colourful world outside through his younger brother (my friend) who gave him a detailed account of the day's happenings and his mother who looked after him like the pupil in her eye. She opened up a gate to the outside world through the books she brought home from the library where she worked as a librarian.
It was late night when I reached the house and there everything was ready for the funeral.
His mother and brother had no expressions at all. They knew it could happen any day. But it would take years for them to accept the fact.His father was sitting alone at a corner staring straight into darkness. After the funeral trying to console my friend, I walked to the gate of the house as I had to catch my return bus in time.
Someone sitting in the porch was talking aloud to another person who had just arrived on the scene. "Hey, Its long since we have met. How is your family? When are you going back? How many days leave did you get?"
Suddenly I wanted to get out of the place as quickly as possible. I walked faster to get my bus in time. I was lost in thought. I couln't understand the paradox called life.
Did he win or lose?
Did he lose this precious existence called life or did he win by escaping this prison called life.
Anyway may him rest in peace.
Written By : Pradip
