& Kanika Agarwal | February 13,2014 02:40 pm IST
Wearing the blanket of darkness..
First time there was no suffocation..
Blind light provides the comfort..
Though throat choked for words..
No fear flowing across the face..
So why provided with the ray of light..
Light of no hope, light of no soul..
Light to feel the sense of breathing..
So much silence around..
No sign of jitters..
World seems to be black..
And here comes the rain..
From this blackness makes a way..
A sweet fragrance of daisy..
Opened my eyes to make way through light..
To walk, to feel the air again..
Standing on the ground..
Moving towards my way..
Turned around with a smile..
For the last time looked around..
People chattering with each other..
With flowers enjoying the occasion..
Again a smile spread across my face..
With a sense of relief I turned to move..
Started ascending for my way..
Behind the words shone brightly..
And read the epitaph..