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In front of impending disaster

He stood there

Right beside the operation theater

Watching his parents

Going mad with pain

A thousand thoughts were flowing in his mind

What would happen if his brother couldn’t survive

The doors get opened

What he feared the most just happened

His mother unconscious

His father lying on floor, crying like a baby

His heart was erupting with pain

But he was fine 

He walked, signed the documents

He had to do so... 

He was to be strong...

He was supposed to laugh in the face of Anguish

A nurse looked at him with his mouth opened
 
“The death of his brother left no mark on him,

How cold-blooded!”

He arranged the funeral and buried the dead

Took his parents home, dried their eyes

And went out at night

Cried,

The sky watched him,

The moon and stars watched him,

He cried till Dawn,

The water rolled over his face

And were stolen by the thirsty Mud

He came home at Dawn,

Went to office and came back in the evening

To sooth his parents,

Made sure they didn’t sleep hungry

And then, went out again...empty stomach 

To shed tears--- dark

That nobody would see

For what thing is visible in dark... 

(2/15/20)

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