Breath Easy

Breath Easy

" Go and do something with this money"

he gave the 1000 Rupee Note to my pocket.

"what i have to do"

i asked to him.

it was my Rajaji...

who was in the bed trying to take his each breath in a difficult way.

"give it to the poor who comes to you"

i nodded my head.,

Rajaji who is my friend now suffering due to lungs cancer.

Now i cannot stand very near to him. it is because he was struggling. Oh my God how painfully he is doing breathing.

i just looked at my breathing..

i am not at all aware of my breathing.

oxygen goes to lungs with out my deliberate will.

Rajaji took a pillow from his bed and placed it very near to his stomach. Thus he is trying to get some more fresh air and capacity to take breath.

before going back to home i just gave him a kiss on his forehead.

i felt some kind of cold in his face.

but..

he was happy during that time.

he gave me a good send off.

i reached back safely at home.

after the supper took the money and placed it in my diary inorder to find out a poor one.

why my mobile vibrates in this middle night...

i woke up.

"Rajaji Died"

Rajai's father was on the other end.

my breathing got speed.

but..

i heard a voice of my Rajai saying to me

"BREATH Easy"