What is that they want before they die?

I stepped into a place where I’ve never been before.

I saw an immense silence. Never felt that kind of silence before. Wait, I’m not dead yet. I’ve not entered another world. What’s it then?

People were waiting for someone to whom they can talk. To whom they can say they’re sad.

I heard a bell. It was lunch time. They rushed to the mess hall. And after a small prayer, they had their lunch with the same deep-rooted silence.

They were not test species. They were not cloned. They were normal human beings.

I crossed few steps to take a closer look. Someone came and touched my shoulder from behind and I was chilled. She tried talking as if she recognized me. She couldn’t talk. She was dumb. But I could see the love from her eyes. People always say I resemble someone they knew. Guess she had mistaken me to that someone.

I sat beside a grandma. I asked her how the food tasted. She told me, “I don’t like it. I wanna die soon so that I don’t have to go through any of this.“

I thought she was sick. But I was wrong. She was fit and fine. But wait. Not fit enough to work and earn her meals. Which is why she was kicked out of her house? Her own beloved son whom she spent her entire earnings and savings had abandoned her. Everyone there had their own stories on how they were abandoned and how they ended up there.

There was everything required. Be it food or shelter or clothing. It had all basic necessities for a living. But there was this deep silence attached to it. They missed their families. They missed their love. They called each other brothers and sisters. They knew they never were. They compromised themselves that their families are happy without them.

I asked one of them reluctantly, “Are you not angry on your family?”

“I have loved my son, and I will always. He will come someday and take me back with him. Even a small room in his home will do. I will just play with my grandson and spend the rest of my life”, he said smilingly.


This is the story of every individual there who has died waiting for their special one..

Are you gonna wait for someone? Or Are you gonna make someone wait?

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