The Sunset
The sun is radiating its last glow on this earth.The silhouette of the trees are like the cancerous growth of the impending darkness. Silence has impregnated the world. The mellow sun reminds me of my mother during her last stages of a deadly disease when she told me: " Pihu, bhalo thakbi Maa ", waiting unwillingly for death to pounce on her. I protested, "I wouldnt let your life ebb away" and sobbed incessantly. "Has anyone ever evaded Death?" True to her word, her body gradually melted away until I could find her no more.