There is nobody anywhere || Nusrat Babli
If the darkness is dark, then there is an unknown fear in the chest. You call it a person who says to you from the inside, and you agree with the cruel rules of nature. And I forgot to say that I am today my eightth anniversary. I have passed eighty years. How? How? Out of thought But I have seen many things in this life. With life, I saw life from close proximity. Lots of learned how to lose. In the brutal fire flame of destiny, the body burned to ashes burned again and again to the new foil wrapped in the paper. Every year when I come to this day, I can not be happy, thinking that today is my birth anniversary, but I feel pain that I went ahead to death for another year. It seems very recently that I have been suffering from any difficult disorder. I still see blurry after glasses. Do not get stressed on both sides of the feet, like a little water in the ocean. I can write two lines of poetry in the night and I can not get the ball too. An uncomfortable feeling of emotions in the body is working. I do not want to know about the husband and husband, because I do not like to hurt someone unnecessarily. So I lie alone on the bed and I feel the feeling.
Maybe my death is written in this disease Every day I go one step closer to death every moment. My death warrant has been issued a long time, I have heard that I have traveled to the path of death or have already received the sign of his death. There is no exception to me. I just can understand. The days I live in is the special gift of God. I got the luck of seeing a new day sun. But on this day in Furrata, when my heart inside my chest called dark again. I used to think that this darkness would not light up my sky. I’m very scared around the dark dark night, quite dark. Know what will happen. Waiting for a little chair in the verandah waiting for a chanipasarra but chinis are behind the clouds today. I was frustrated once again to return home. There is not much left to be in the clock clock at fifteen minutes at three o’clock in the night. Every day, I go to sleep, but I am very scared of not wanting to light the light. I wonder if they will call them. But they do not even want to wake them up in the deep sleep. Now what else will they be able to keep me awake by these words? I have a lot of sleep today. The two eyes are closed. I was lying on the bed with a turtle lying beside the bed. Just as the little baby sleeps on the mother’s lap. He put his hand on my head. Looks like I’ve really kept my hand in the head. My hair is shuffle in the hair. Ah peace, I breathed a long breath, and again started breathing again. It seems to me that breathing peace should be born before the death. I am getting comforted, the eyes are closed. It seemed to me that the lamp is taking away someone from me. I can not see clearly, the light is also quite blurred. It looks like the body is very light inside the chest. I’m going to sleep, I’m going to sleep. Before going to pray, I have been praying that the lanterns are blowing all the way with me, with the desire to live another day. The sound of Azan was heard from a distance, and I heard plainly. Sarai will start preparing after the prayers. Plum will be brought, crocodiles, mosquito nets, hot water will be arranged. All preparations will be taken very quickly without waiting for anyone. According to the law, the last wish has been written in this way. The man got the mark of his death from before, when I realized that I was leaving, I wrote this wish and wrote it in big letters in your life. When they enter my house they will see that I am lying on my mother’s lap like a little baby lying on my lap but there is nothing under my head. There is no man on the bill handed on the bill. There is no room except my frozen body and the left lamps in that room.
According to the last wish of my life, they fulfilled my last wish. Keeping me beside my head is life. Soon after the Fajr Prayer, all preparations were completed. He really did not come to the darkness of the dark night and the next day.
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