"A day as usual started,
I woked up in the mrng half my eyes open,
It wasn't the alarm that awaked me,
But a call from someone with whom my day begins,
A call that wakes me up everyday,
"I always get irritated when the alarm rings,
But why I never get irritate from that call every mrng??", I thought....
I still remember the time I hated him so much...
But things turned out messy when a daily talk with him became an addiction for me,
An addiction I didnt wanted to get rid of...
That mrng when my cell rang I knew it was his call as usual..
And when I received the call everything was changed..
It was the last call from him,
A call with half conversations left, words that remained unspoken, feelings that remained unsaid, a voice that was no more alive,
And it was the only last day I survived... "

- GUNJAN SMITA