A Short Story

Shyam sat on the edge of his bed holding the picture of his wife, Riya and eight year old daughter, Anushree. He had tears in his eyes, which started over flowing on his cheeks.

It was because of the unfortunate accident which took them away from him forever. He would never be able to see them again.

Death is so uncertain like the wind, which can blow off the flame of a burning candle any time.

“I can understand the pain you are going through right now, my friend,” Said a stranger handing him a hanky. Shyam wiped his tears with it.

“But life is like that-uncertain.” The stranger continued.

Shyam placed the picture and the hanky on the table next to the bed. He got up and left the room, followed by the stranger. He went to his daughter’s room and looked inside for some time.

Later, He said to the stranger “Let’s go.”

As they walked out of the compound, an ambulance went inside with his body inside.
He knew that this stranger would take him to the other world, but he wished to keep the picture of his wife and daughter sleeping in his daughter’s room in his mind as long as he could.


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