A Remembrance
He was a man of words, who waited for a better years to come and in the waiting he lost the interest in life for a moment - the moment of detachment and ended his life in a gory way.
It was a pity to see the noble soul departing the body in a hurry and haste , that after his end , he even left his deserted body for the feeding of stray dogs , vultures and animals on the prowl.
An end one should not wish for an enemy also, was his. He embraced the death boldly for the principles he adhered to.It was not the expected end for a man of his financial knowledge , Common sense , humbleness , managerial skills. He was a work horse . He tirelessly used to work hour after hour and still be happy.
He was a Good father , Good friend , Good Husband.
I Just remembered him. The emotions were too strong.
May his soul rest in peace.
Notes from me:
It was a tree of life . It sheltered and fed all the people who came to it and passed by . It was a source of inspiration for all around . A wood cutter , who was also once sheltered saw only the fortune he could make by cutting the tree of life and fed 'poison'. Now on that road only memories of the tree prevail. Dead stub of the tree remains to tell the story of bygone era of glory.
It was a pity to see the noble soul departing the body in a hurry and haste , that after his end , he even left his deserted body for the feeding of stray dogs , vultures and animals on the prowl.
An end one should not wish for an enemy also, was his. He embraced the death boldly for the principles he adhered to.It was not the expected end for a man of his financial knowledge , Common sense , humbleness , managerial skills. He was a work horse . He tirelessly used to work hour after hour and still be happy.
He was a Good father , Good friend , Good Husband.
I Just remembered him. The emotions were too strong.
May his soul rest in peace.
Notes from me:
It was a tree of life . It sheltered and fed all the people who came to it and passed by . It was a source of inspiration for all around . A wood cutter , who was also once sheltered saw only the fortune he could make by cutting the tree of life and fed 'poison'. Now on that road only memories of the tree prevail. Dead stub of the tree remains to tell the story of bygone era of glory.
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