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Grieving heart!

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angel-of-grief1Earlier this week  body of an infant was found in the back alley in our neighborhood. We live in a very calm n safe city, I couldn’t believe that anyone here was capable of such horrific act. it left me dumbfounded and I couldn’t get the baby out of my head the whole day.

May be I felt specially sensitive because those days my closest Friend’s new born was struggling for her life. She was born premature with a faulty heart. That little angel fought bravely for couple of weeks but gave in day before yesterday. And here I am like a fool, I can’t stop the tears from flowing. I am not a parent and yet I can’t seem to be able to detach myself from the pain of losing a child.

My heart is filled with anguish for the people who can throw away the tiny miracle of life on a dirty street like trash!

My heart can’t stop mourning for the loss of a mother who didn’t get to take her baby home!!

I firmly believe in GOD, I was raised to believe in God’s will. But for the first time in a long time I couldn’t seem to figure out his reasons and just when I thought of reminding him on how lousy a job he is doing down here, story of Bhishma Pitamah popped into my head. It felt like a bucket of ice cold water on my face. While our hearts will continue grieving for those innocent souls, I do believe now that those fallen angels are finally back home.

**only words are mine image is thankfully borrowed from http://www.counsellingtutor.com/the-4-tasks-of-greiving/

Dark Angel

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First thing I noticed, was his dark hair, I opened my eyes a little more, to see him sleeping on the chair, by the bed. I don’t remember how he found me or where I was…

I recalled, it’s been three days I haven’t slept; my eyes looked like, as if stoned. In my struggle to open the drawer and pop a pill, my body had failed again. A voice in my head kept on shouting, like a throbbing vein, “you need to learn to sleep without them, you can’t be like this for long.” And I had to get out of my home.

“His eyes must be dark too”, I wondered. He caught me looking at him, as I was drifting in and out.
I could almost swear, I saw a horn and tail, but when he smiled, it was the best I had seen.
He asked me to take some more rest and I fell asleep without a stall.
It’s been years since then, I sleep like a child in your arms every night. There’s not a day, I have been without you. How will I even breathe if you were ever gone?