THE KISS OF LIFE… I LAY IN SILENCE

THE KISS OF LIFE…

I lay in silence for eons of time. All of me was withering to the dust of passing moments and the subtle reality of death had come to make me believe in my inherent mortality. though I was long forgotten by the world, I still had managed to remember me in flashes and interruptions. My life had been a fairly good one in which I had been kind and compassionate to others. But it was a life that had not left a mark. It had voids of loneliness and a deep resentment at its undertone. Maybe I had not been appreciated enough. Or was it love that I sought more than mere praises. at my death, a few took their time out to attend the funeral. In a little while after my passing, I was forgotten and became unremembered. In my grave, the silence was my only companion and all I sought was an end which I knew not would ever come. What could end after death, I thought. Answers and questions muffled and puzzled me and even after death, the agony was alive. I solaced myself to wait patiently until dawn when I would be awakened by the kiss of life…