They say God wants good people near Him, so He recalls them in their youth. I am thankful that when He does, He takes them away without causing them much pain. Their share of the pain is also borne by the others around them.
The wound is healed, but the scar remains, with a dull ache that would never go away. From somewhere in the depth of my soul, a sigh escapes.
A little girl in a pale blue frock.
- Tumhara naam kya hai?
- Marannu poyo?