A letter to the death

Dear Death,

I don’t know where you are hiding, but I am sure you aren’t away from my life. Life, they say, is a death in disguise; therefore in whatever form you are manifested I, I am never afraid of you. This is also to say that I have started loving you the way I love my life for I know, no matter how reluctant I may be, to hug you, you shall embrace me, somehow. I welcome the way you come. I accept the way you come, yet I have a special request to you.Please, don’t take me whilst I am happy with life. Take me not when I feel life worth living. Take me when I am down with emotions, when I am crumpled shapeless by life. Take me away when the world has enough of me. Take me when you see me living to exist but not when I exist to live. Take me when the world is against my will and ability.

Perhaps you won’t listen to me. Perhaps you will excuse me for sometime as I wish. I have no say. I won’t complain either, for when you lay your icy hand on me, I will have to accept your journey. Your journey, I know will be dark and difficult, but I don’t care! I shall walk with you when life has no need of me. I shall follow your footsteps until where you stop. Drag me or push me, I won’t care, for your kindness shall be my penalty.

Each moment, each passing second, I know you have been watching me and waiting for a right time to make me your slave .Disguising as different adversities, at times, I have felt you visit me and drag me through difficult path, but overcome by my fate you must have been defeated. You won’t give-up, I know. You must have been somewhere around me.

Yes Dear death,

Come, come, come as you wish,

Come, come, come as you please!

I have no fear nor have I any complaints.

I will love you as much as I do life,

For I have no alternatives.

When time comes;when fate betrays me,

I shall be yours.

When you survive in me, I shall die in you;

I shall walk with you until the end,

No matter how harsh you will be,

I will be yours, yours, one time.

I shall sleep with you on the bed you make for me.

I shall eat with you on the plate you give;

I shall be yours for once,

When life will have enough of me.