Forgotten ways

Long road…freezing night….cool breeze…whisper in ears…..whisper of air….dark night….no one around….everyone’s dead….shouted loudly….any one around….

Voice echoed….no answer….

No water….no food….cant walk…..

Deep down the road…. A ray of light….

Hope of life….struggling hard…..foot stumbling….making  effort…. Hand in pocket…..a broken cigarette….no match to light….no one around to help…..

deep down the road a dim light……raining heavily…..no shelter….cold unbearable……fell down the ground…..

My past life is just like the story of this freezing and cold night where no one is around and everyone’s dead except me …

Its not me who is alive….its the people who are dead…..how can I be dead…..

when I am so selfish.