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what if?? i questioned self.. gets delivered a letter; to the same address filled with love and affection and I'm sure it won't make distraction. the time, I saw, shedding like feathers changing seasons with annually repeated weather trying to remember the face unseen since last December. Dearest Sister, i trust your eyes reading the inked the pages of my diary i wrote being on life's brink. the colored whites you would keep close confined to self and not to the world being taken out on the marked calendar dates when the years would roll over time and again." Pushkin Channan

"And on the life's last leg lying on the bed the room where docs try their level best curing the last stage and i know it wont help. the room covered by the whites proving no blessings in disguise. the fam of five that just arrived to hear the last voice. those teary eyes wishing to see me come alive to hear, 'he survived'. the life full of fights I say, 'I apologize' for I couldn't gift those beautiful smiles. my failures my success to judge me the world was right. being cremated the ashes of my burnt body and those pyre won't lie...." - Pushkin Channan