Circle of Life

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The life cycle is not too complex, just a simple one. Every day we wake up and wish that today would be a better day than yesterday and that what we want falls only on our arms. Unfortunately, this is not the case with life; it has some simple rules. In our life, we ​​have to work to reach our goals or, in some cases, to survive, yet we have to fight for some work. However, regardless of a person's social status in the world, we all face stumbling in our lives, either before or after. Unfortunately, our minds think that the rich brings us more motivation and purpose. I once believed in that ridiculous assertion.

I am Shovan, and I died about three years ago. I was supposed to turn 23 this year, but there is no end to the mysteries of life, full of all kinds of puzzles. It may seem shocking for my sad death, but I have no regrets; but once you can feel all the wonders of life, you will become an experienced person, and everything will feel a bit monotonous to you. Yet, I am utterly indifferent to why I appeared here. I am a lonely, wandering, and depressed soul, bound to remain unknown to the beautiful peace of heaven. However, what strikes me most is that everyone seems to be moving forward with their worldly life.

The ones I love have changed, my parents, my little sister and my girlfriend. She's my ex-girlfriend now if you consider that she's talking to someone, I can't blame her, she should forget me and start a new life. But seeing her slowly forget about me makes me feel deeply depressed. I guessed when she said she would love me forever; She only meant it to me forever, not hers.

My weak heart hurts more for my dear parents. Just before my death, my parents filled our house with warmth and intimacy, and now when I am wandering in the space of their home, I am filled with sorrow, thinking that I am infinitely far from them. At least their endless quarrels and arguments fill the atmosphere with a kind of sound; I can feel that environment.

If it weren't for the spies, they would yell at each other; my house would be silent. I also missed the prospect of seeing my younger sister grow up. She is no longer so young; she has a maturity that most 18-year-olds do not have. I think he misses me the most. Her pale face was wet from the stress and grief from everything happening around her. She doesn't deserve a lack of peace in her life, and neither do my parents.

To be continued...



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I can feel the sadness and emotional trauma the person is going to through from his other end of the world. Right now he may be wishing to come back to the reality of this world and help his parents and sister at least to make the happy but he can't because he's dead.

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