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Sunday, October 09, 2011
Sunday, March 13, 2011
Senseless, Motionless
Saw someone today, in the twilight of her life...... senseless, motionless.
Eyes were open but wondering in space.
Her face was pale but fresh.
My salam/greetings went past her deaf ears without any reaction.
Same happened when I waved my hand across her eyes.
Her grand daughter's wedding is near and all her family (sons, daughters and grand children) left her alone in her room.
A sad picture of life lying there on the bed........senseless, motionless.
Was she aware of her surroundings?
Does she know what was happening around her?
How she will be feeling after 9 years in that state......senseless, motionless.
Her eyes moving around without staying at anything.
Her left hand going up to her hair and coming down.
That was all the life I saw in her
And I stayed there looking at her.....senseless, motionless.
Eyes were open but wondering in space.
Her face was pale but fresh.
My salam/greetings went past her deaf ears without any reaction.
Same happened when I waved my hand across her eyes.
Her grand daughter's wedding is near and all her family (sons, daughters and grand children) left her alone in her room.
A sad picture of life lying there on the bed........senseless, motionless.
Was she aware of her surroundings?
Does she know what was happening around her?
How she will be feeling after 9 years in that state......senseless, motionless.
Her eyes moving around without staying at anything.
Her left hand going up to her hair and coming down.
That was all the life I saw in her
And I stayed there looking at her.....senseless, motionless.
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