Life of a bubble..

Sometimes when you feel like on top of the world there happens something that brings you down to the very earth. Making you feel like you never felt happy in ages. My mother called me at 6.30 in the morning and told me a sad news.There is this kid whom I have heard about who was a bright student in sports, a very active kid in his teens. He went to Pondicherry to participate in some state level basket ball games i guess and got Dengue fever while he was there. He had been admitted in the hospital there and then we heard one kidney stopped functioning and then within 3 days,yesterday night the kid passed away. One incident among thousands it sounds, but still when the person happens to be someone you know the nature of pain changes. I heard the kid looked like he was sleeping, he had a soft moustache that 17 year olds have. How can a parent cope with such a loss? Makes me wonder about the futility of things we do every day. We act like we have a thousand years ahead. We plan and we calculate and act like we are in full control of our lives. Everybody is so absorbed in their lives and so hurry to do things everyday they have no time to sit and relax. All this we do for a life that has only the life of a bubble, after a few seconds it pops and then no more, look at the place where the bubble was hanging in the air and you see nothing. The truth about death is so hard to believe. The reality of knowing the person will never ever come back to life, talk to us, laugh with us, fight with us is a pain equal to none. How can the parents ever digest the truth that their son is no more in that house? How often will that mother feel like calling him to come and have tea, or breakfast without realizing that the kid is beyond the reach of her sound? I am feeling depressed and sad. Moments like this makes me afraid to think about what lies ahead, wants me to hold on tightly to the people whom I love, not wanting to let them go away from my eyes for a second, afraid to close my eyes thinking what if when I wake up I may not see them again? Death is always cruel especially the sudden, untimely, sneaky deaths like this one.

I just hope and pray for this kid’s parents that they will find the strength to go on from one day to the next without crumbling down.