His Last Sigh

HIS LAST SIGH In budding youth, we were tied with emotional bond, being extremely fond of each other, enjoying life in merry and mirth. Call of life separated us to choose different path. Least and last consolation left, that we are living on same Earth. Phone calls or to message, greeting cards to exchange throughout the year were the mere contacts. These consolidated facts strengthened our virtual closeness continuing mental freshness. Today was my Birthday. With eager heart expecting warm wishes and pray on his part. Instead, message burst. ‘My Grandpa passed away this morn at early dawn. He remembered you in silent cry on last sigh.’ 09/01/21