Sunday, April 10, 2011

"obituary of a dream"

There can be an obituary of a dream,I agreed.But what I was reading was titled as an obituary of a love.How can love die,I am asking this question.

They were a so to speak a perfect couple,they met each other on a cruise while both vacationing though separately in their sixties.They fall in love and got married.The fairy tale stories are never ending though their story ended with a heath issue.He suffered a heart attack,sudden without any prior history.He underwent bypass surgery,complicated with a stroke,then pneumonia,ventilator support and later did not recovered.

Over days of care and keeping her informed,I learned as if their match was made in heaven,it appeared they were soul mates too.She adored him so much that I wondered how life sometime takes a life time to reveal.Why now was the question,like this ,to just take it away.

She told me that she will post an obituary,and I was reading that.

To some,love strike with a cupid only to pierce their heart to bleed,leaving behind memories to talk about without a celebration.

Too late,to end so soon,love is mysterious in its own way.That was her closing line.

4 comments:

raw said...

m not commenting on the post itself, simply because I have nothing that seem right.

'Cool' doesn't even begin to describe your mind; thoughtful, philosophical may be.

NAMELESS FAMELESS said...

Well I could relate well .. :)

Anna Sergi said...

You know I feel this one with particular pain and interest.

Yes sometimes Cupid strikes his arrow just to pierce one's heart...but no matter how much you bleed, love is always to be celebrated, if you don't, well, you don't deserve it...

Thinking said...

hmm...love can't die...itr shouldn't....it don't....

It just transfer itself from one heart to another...may be not leaving the first heart too....

hmmm....but your posts sometimes...made me wonder...