Bed of flowers


Warm breeze started to spread around every corner of the lane. A sudden drastic change in the climate from being cold to incredibly hot. She sat inside a matchbox, gazing through the tiny window. She knew there was life outside the four corners of the house. It took her back to the days when she would walk down the same street. She could feel the joy of meeting her close friends, the joy of finally reaching home after work, the joy of being able to walk freely. Those were the times she could do anything she wanted. There was no one to stop her. But now, illness took a toll over her life. She was now trapped within a small room, that was her life. Longing for someone of her own to come and meet her. Eager for someone to bring her favourite dish even though it was forbidden. Hoping that today her kids would surprise her with something special. Everyone was trapped in their own worlds. No one knew or perhaps, they all forgot. Days passed and years too. A lot of things changed. 
               Grateful, yet with eyes of sympathy. Tears began to fall for all the things undone. It was too late. Now she lay beneath a bed of flowers as everyone she knew gather around.

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