My desirable death

Fear of death comes with responsibilities we possess. The situation we face is not in our control or they are?
Nothing is super natural in oneself or may be yet unknown to us.
The topic chosen here is a evidence that the writer hardly have fear of it, when there is no distinguishing factor in your life and death at that particular moment you come to emphasis at your pure soul.
What else you can write when you have sipped gin and studied chapters of tax the whole day. Well!! I am Pretty sure this would be one the best thing that you are reading as it is in its purest form.
There, she was, smiling and looking at sky, and suddenly her grandma comes to her. "He is there and taking care of you" with all mercy, her grandma spoke.
"Who?" She was looking at her grandma.
"Grandfather.." silence continued..
Often you miss the beauty of that auspicious event whenever you reply to any conversation. I personally as a sign of respect always be quiet when some IMPORTANT FOR SELF thing is been said by the other person.
"He will be always there for us." She smiled at her grandma.
When you be with elderly people, you automatically feel ahead a bit in your heart, as obviously you got to share your thoughts with nobody but with "Experienced" itself.
"I dont regret anything in my life, god given me every comfort, every happiness, stricken me with fears and lots of pain too, I wish I can die." Grandma said it all as it was to be printed in her will.
"Please, can we talk something else Grandma!!!" An arrogance in her statement.
When you love, you care a lot, believe me.
Grandma just smiled and left her with a question,
"Okay dear, I won't be talking about it, the death, nobody in this world will do, but I demand an answer from you, how will be your's desirable death, it should be something you enjoy more than your life, think over it". She said a good night and slept....





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