In our society, one lady in her fortys, has taken the distributorship of milk and used to distribute milk packets inside colony through some boys and girls every morning. I have never seen the lady but I used to talk with her over phone to whenever I have to stop the milk for a day or two or when I might need more milk than my usual quota. At times , I have also complained regarding the quality of the milk and she always gave me a patient hearing. This is continuing for almost last two years.
Day before yesterday , I was standing in front of my duplex house early in the morning and one of the boys distributing milk come to me with empty hand. I asked him where the milk is and I was informed by the boy that the lady had died yesterday evening and hence there would be no milk thatday. I was shocked and stunned. I had talked to her even day before yesterday. She had a huge stroke while cooking and there were internal hamerrage in brain which caused her death.
I simply unable to digest the suddenness of the event. Throughout the day I was absorbed with the thought of life and death. Is death so near to us? It can reach us at its will. This particular incident has left a huge thought in my mind and I just struggle to overcome it. Everything is around us is so momemtary… it is really hard to believe.
