I met my death....

Looking outside through that large window I saw little children playing.At some distance there stood that tree without any greenery.I just compared that lonely tree with my life.Is it coincidence that we both were looking each other? That tree also must be going through the similar phase that of mine.I don't remember how long I'd been in this bed.Strangely every visit I'd been allotted this bed only.Suddenly the scene changed,I was sinking, trying to breath, moreover trying to be alive.The world around me was getting dark.I tried move ,all I could do is move my fingers slightly.I felt the pain around my chest, I knew that this pain would be there for ever till my death.In that nearing darkness I was able to see my childhood friend.She was standing near the corridor,waving to me.I was not sure whether she is calling me or not.I tried to ask, but my voice was too feeble.Suddenly I thought of my promises, promises given to someone whom I thought I was very close.I felt very sad and the pain started to emerge from the remotest corner of my heart.Then someone took my shivering hand.It was my mother and she was in tears as if she is trying to stop me.I tried to smile at her,but I felt tears running down on my cheeks.I was feeling the chillness running through my body, first time in my life I hate the death to takeover me.I tried to pray God but I knew that it was very late for him to do any sort of miracle.I couldn't see anything because the darkness was filled allover.Again I saw my friend standing there and calling me.Strangely this time I could able to woke up and walked towards her.I saw attendants and doctors running to my bed and I saw my mother was weeping endless.Then I could see myself sleeping on that bed having no life but still I saw the body smiling at me as if it was the last bye........Of course it was the last bye