BANG!!
BANG!!
BANG!!!
THUD.................THUD……..THUD……….THUD
WHAT??? OKAY YES GET THAT IT’S THERE CHANGE FAST…. We are late
These words and noises were my morning alarm on the day of July 15th. I draggggggggggggg myself out of bed, open my bedroom door with a squeaking sound, poke my head out then look left and right. My mother runs past me, looks at me Mother: Go back to bed, you don’t need to get up until 10 am….. I will call you, just be ready then I then saw my aunt walk past me calmly moves forward to kiss my forehead. I stop her to ask, can I come now
Aunty: Dear go to bed, I will come get you later when everyone is at the cremation ground The CREMATION????? GROUND???????
Struck me there and then… It
Was the day First time at a cremation ground To witness my uncles body being burnt I sat in bed impatiently
Waiting…..ing….ing….ing for my phone to RING Finallyyyyyyy my mom calls
Why my uncle left………. God only knows As I near the duthe
There wasn’t a breath In that land of death
I hurried, horror-driven
There was a fenced off park at a distance,
some ruins and shrouds on the nearby Cypress tree
to the right stood the stupa a graceful slim pointed structure Right in front lined colorful tents with people in it very Q U I E T Beside it a small...
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