Flurry of scenes from the movie of my life
Like grains of sand slipping, from a fist closed tight
Beads of perspiration on my forehead, blurred vision
I hold on to the hands of my loved one

Moments, memories and people therein
This is the moment of truth- all encompassing
Love, hate and indifference- I tasted them all
In my journey so big, yet so small!

A  numbness takes over- a peaceful one
The sunrise this morning- was my last one
A whisper in my ears- “One Last Question”
I tilt my head- for the last life lesson

The voice –peaceful, poignant and heavy
Like a conch shell that just came alive
Asks the last question to set me free
“How was life?”

I remembered, people say- this is not an end but a beginning
But, I had no time left for rationalizing
My breath choking, I drew on my energies-the last spurt
I said-I lived, loved and was loved