Today I had to visit an elderly person, my father’s dearest friend.

Today I had to visit an elderly person, my father’s dearest friend. an ex-CBI officer and has worked in many great situations and positions, in the team of Rajeev gandhi protection squad, The Chief minister protection to name few. He is an extremely hyper-active person I have ever seen, considering his age maybe I am lazy af when compared to him.

A chain-smoker for many years and that resulted into something serious and I have know idea how many days more he might stay alive because he is suffering from throat cancer, not able to speak, heavy cough and its unexplainable. He was a totally fit guy but its been few months since I last saw him. Today when I met him all I could see was a total skinny senior, I could see his nerves popping out and nothing but his bones.

That face when I saw today literally just made me all low, I couldn’t even recognize his face for a while. A strong not so old, energetic person who used to talk loud and chat a lot lying on the bed for months and maybe forever, I cannot explain what I saw anymore.

Such a great life without any clues just at one fine day, end like its not the end. I just hope that I have a . instead of , at the end of my life.

And on 22nd of July 2017 he just became a memory.

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