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Rohit Saini

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बेशक झिझकते से खत लिखा हमने उनकों, हर किताब गुजरी हो के उनके हाथो से । और रखा ख़त इतिहास में इतिहास हो गया, जो कभी खुला नही । @$रोहित सैनी$.... #silently

बेशक झिझकते से खत लिखा हमने उनकों, हर किताब गुजरी हो के उनके हाथो से । और रखा ख़त इतिहास में इतिहास हो गया, जो कभी खुला नही । @$रोहित सैनी$.... #silently

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

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SOMETHING I LOOK AT-102 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY DYING A DEATH Oh my near and dear! don't stretch my life beyond nature's favour. When death is a certainty, why are you so reluctant to accept the reality? When hours and days are numbered of what use adding a few more? My body never listens to what i say, my mind is not with me, somewhere else. I am not the same I was, the battle is over, yet to fight the war. How long you will stretch my life and what for? Is a body having very little in it going to serve you and your purpose anymore? Don't drag me to the icy, I don't want to languish in pain waiting for a death so difficult to come by. I lived life to the full, let me live my last days as I wish with all that I loved and lived with. In open air and bright sunlight let me take my last breath in the midst of kith and kin, take the last few steps slowly and silently and feel the moment that stands between life and death. Don't put me on a ventilator, I never want to lie motionless enduring all the pain that comes my way, silently suffering with none of my friends hands and legs, eyes and ears to stand by. Imagine life on life supports, how horrible it is with organs after organs failing leaving me to witness my trusted friends dying one by one making me the sole survivor to endure the pain and agony with a few drops of tears oozing out of my eyes. My dear! death is a peaceful transition from one state of consciousness to another, our ignorance, desire and attempt to stretch it make it unnatural, unbearable, sad and pathetic. If you love me, let me die as such with the cool breeze and bright sunshine drenching the whole of me. Let me bid farewell to my beautiful world where I was loved and betrayed, smiled and cried, lived the whole of my life in hope and despair. ©smrutiranjan 14.9.2018 #SOMETHING I LOOK AT-102 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY DYING A DEATH Oh my near and dear! don't stretch my life beyond nature's favour.

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-102 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY DYING A DEATH Oh my near and dear! don't stretch my life beyond nature's favour. When death is a certainty, why are you so reluctant to accept the reality? When hours and days are numbered of what use adding a few more? My body never listens to what i say, my mind is not with me, somewhere else. I am not the same I was, the battle is over, yet to fight the war. How long you will stretch my life and what for? Is a body having very little in it going to serve you and your purpose anymore? Don't drag me to the icy, I don't want to languish in pain waiting for a death so difficult to come by. I lived life to the full, let me live my last days as I wish with all that I loved and lived with. In open air and bright sunlight let me take my last breath in the midst of kith and kin, take the last few steps slowly and silently and feel the moment that stands between life and death. Don't put me on a ventilator, I never want to lie motionless enduring all the pain that comes my way, silently suffering with none of my friends hands and legs, eyes and ears to stand by. Imagine life on life supports, how horrible it is with organs after organs failing leaving me to witness my trusted friends dying one by one making me the sole survivor to endure the pain and agony with a few drops of tears oozing out of my eyes. My dear! death is a peaceful transition from one state of consciousness to another, our ignorance, desire and attempt to stretch it make it unnatural, unbearable, sad and pathetic. If you love me, let me die as such with the cool breeze and bright sunshine drenching the whole of me. Let me bid farewell to my beautiful world where I was loved and betrayed, smiled and cried, lived the whole of my life in hope and despair. ©smrutiranjan 14.9.2018 #SOMETHING I LOOK AT-102 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY DYING A DEATH Oh my near and dear! don't stretch my life beyond nature's favour.

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

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A LOOK AT LIFE-15 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY The fallen martyrs Fighting a lone battle In their solitary asylums In a no man's land The unsung heroes Of many wars Silently languishing In their lost paradise Unnoticed Enduring the bitter agony of life Where are those eyes That suppressed the voice of innocence Where are those ears That never listened to The sad panorama of human woes Where are those hands That deprived the poorest of the poor A roof to stay under And a piece of bread To keep the body and mind together Where is that mind That desired everything for its own And the pen That subdued the wisest of the wise For petty interests of some For whom you lived Fought a battle of unequal And made a hell of your life Have left you all alone To silently witness The crumbling relics of your empire To rethink and reassess And wait for the unceremonious martyrdom copyright@smruti ranjan 24.7.2015 #A LOOK AT LIFE-15 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY The fallen martyrs Fighting a lone battle In their solitary asylums In a no man's land

A LOOK AT LIFE-15 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY The fallen martyrs Fighting a lone battle In their solitary asylums In a no man's land The unsung heroes Of many wars Silently languishing In their lost paradise Unnoticed Enduring the bitter agony of life Where are those eyes That suppressed the voice of innocence Where are those ears That never listened to The sad panorama of human woes Where are those hands That deprived the poorest of the poor A roof to stay under And a piece of bread To keep the body and mind together Where is that mind That desired everything for its own And the pen That subdued the wisest of the wise For petty interests of some For whom you lived Fought a battle of unequal And made a hell of your life Have left you all alone To silently witness The crumbling relics of your empire To rethink and reassess And wait for the unceremonious martyrdom copyright@smruti ranjan 24.7.2015 #A LOOK AT LIFE-15 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY The fallen martyrs Fighting a lone battle In their solitary asylums In a no man's land