When my aunt passed away and I had a wish to take Ganga
jal (Ganges water) for her final rituals
I was searching for a bottle and came across one; I
immediately remembered that it was the same bottle in which she had sent sweets
for me a few months back
She must have sent with so much love and affection—the
same bottle was used to carry the sacred water for her final rituals
She always wanted to meet me but I always avoided
because my job was my priority
We always know how
much money we have but we never know how much time is left in our and our loved
ones lives
People who used to send friendship messages just
ended up sending a RIP (rest in peace) message; I learned that real friends
never send friendship messages but they stand by the friend in times of need like
the one that truly love you never says “I love you”, just like small innocent children
who never use any words to express love but their pure hearts are full of love
Click on this link to
read my 1st short story:
https://bhoj11.blogspot.com/2014/04/forgive-yourself-she-told-him.html
