Friday, 4 January 2013

Dear Death (#3)


This is the third in the series of the "Dear Death" letters.
Heavily inspired by "The Book Thief", I tend to spiral into writing them after any incident which has left a deep, saddening impact.

#3: Written after the death of the victim of the Delhi gang-rape.



Dear Death,

My third letter to you. I guess this world has made me believe in you more than life itself. But I wonder if I can ask anything from you at all. After all, no one really gets what they ask for, do they? Not here. Not here where the basic right of being able to live as a woman, without the fear of having to pay a price for it, is violated everyday. Hence I request. I request that you let her, and countless nameless women like her, find in heaven what she was denied on earth. Peace.

Love,
A woman.

Dated: 29th December 2012


Dear Death (#2)


This is the second in the series of the "Dear Death" letters.
Heavily inspired by "The Book Thief", I tend to spiral into writing them after any incident which has left a deep, saddening impact.

#2: Written after the Connecticut shooting.


Dear Death,

I have written to you before. And I wish I wouldn't have to write to you anymore. But I do. When you wrap all those children up in your cloak, please do so gently. They are only sleeping. Let them rest in peace. It is almost Christmas. And let their parents not be woken up by their screams every day. Heal wounds. Please.

Love,
Me.

Dated: 15th December 2012

Dear Death (#1)

This is the first in the series of the "Dear Death" letters.
Heavily inspired by "The Book Thief", I tend to spiral into writing them after any incident which has left a deep, saddening impact.

#1: This one was written after the AMRI hospital went up in flames.

Dear Death,

When you take all the lost souls to heaven, carry them gently please. While you engulfed each one of them in your cloak today, I touched them and cried for them too. My heart bled for them. Carry them to a place where there is peace, a clear sky and no smoke.

Sincerely,
Someone who felt the heat.

Dated: 9th December 2011