THE OLD MAN
His hair was gray which was clearly visible in the moon light. The pair of glasses he worn covered half of his wrinkled face .
The old man stood their staring at the sandy beach while the waves touched his legs time to time . The memories of past unfolded in his mind as he closed his eyes in pain.
How wonderful life was ,when my wife was around he thought .
The children we were gifted are blessed with fortune . But never in dreams I realized they will forget us ,neglect us ,to live a lone some life.
With a deep sigh he thought of his dear wife ;she couldn't bear the pain which caused by our children . She couldn't bear the pain of refusal,she was heart broken . Our bond with our kids just simply reduced to a phone call once in a while .
Still I wonder what could be the fault in us , raising our children in this manner ? The question never been answered till this day .
How many times she burst out her sadness after hearing their voices from far away land .
But we were happy together ,sometimes she treats me as I am a child ,sometimes as a great friend . I never felt lonely in her presence .
With the time she left me in this world and gone to a better place (hear after ). Now the loneliness kills me bit by bit . My children forget about the existence of this old man .
My hope for a better future fades away in the growing darkness.
Let the time speak
What the God has decreed for my destined future.
