I am a bit nauseated ever since I realized that it was a suicide.
Not everyone is lucky enough to have a peaceful death and in fact there is nothing called ‘right to peaceful death’. So a peaceful death comes only when the devil and cannibals are busy.
But I realized ‘this’ human being was lucky enough to have a peaceful death and that too when no cannibals were waiting for him! But I was wrong. He had his own way and killed himself. May be he didn’t want others faithful care.
Like him she could not escape from the dystopia. She is suffering and dying, waiting for the mercy from the so called ‘superpower’. She is almost like a living corpse now, I can see the devil sitting near to her and laughing at me when I see her.
I feel like she is living to show us the pain of death, the other part of life or the pain of transition from life to death.
As some intellectual wrote “It’s not the life or the death that’s painful; it’s the transition from one to the other that is painful”
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