The Scene of Death:- Story
All the scenes I saw with my own eyes that someone was throwing water on my mother’s forehead. I wanted to get up and ask my mother what happened there, why were they all crying? I tried to raise up but I couldn’t. My whole family, members neighbors and relatives kept me in the middle and they were weeping. Among those people my father was weeping: then, I was more scared and afraid. So I thought that the man who was always beating me but that day he was weeping. Once again I wanted to get up but I couldn’t. I shouted and said do not take my feets to the west but no one listened to me. All the people were coming by line and looking at me, and cleaning their tears. I got that my whole body was being washed and they put me in white clothes and they sprayed me with perfumes.
They made me like a groom but I didn’t know that it was a happy time but they were sad. After that four men took me on their shoulders and they went. After some time they took me to a free place. All people started praying. Then they took me to a dark grave, they all threw clay on me, I cried and said that would take me out of this dark place. Why are you leaving me here? But no one listened to me, They all were my own relatives.
They buried me in the grave, they left me and I opened my mouth to start crying. That time I heard an old man’s sound who was laughing, he was buried on my right side. I asked him who he was and why was he laughing? He replied firstly they leave. It is that place when someone comes here. They never returned back, that’s why I turned silent when that old man was talking. I shouted and said without me how my parents live for a moment, they do not get to relax and my sister with whom she plays? Old men laughed at me and said if you come here, gradually they all forget you. I had been here for a long time, but no one came to see me and no one sent me greetings. ( It is a fact in the world if someone is alive people love and respect him when he dies no one remembers him).
As he talked I knew it was a strange world. No one weeps for us. Thus I became silent as that old man and others were.