ātashè del - am.

continuation.

The sounds of thunder were relief,
At that moment of life i have reached where not ocean but i was afraid of shore's. Cancer was flowing in my vein's more than blood.
once i use to chase time but
now time, it's chasing me.
Sitting nerby window watching first snow fall, with an cup of coffee on table and mind full of thought !
Some puzzles unsolved ,
Some paths undiscovered,
Some secrets unclosed.
The snow was falling, and was melting on land as it had waited for era's for this moment. Bedim window, freezy air, white out weather.
Suddenly an painful memory came out in my mind.

Last two years back on my 23rd birthday before blowing candles i spitted blood i still remember that was most embarrassing and panicking moment of life.
It was night of 14th October everyone was busy planning surprise for me but Faith had already planned an mind-blowing one.

13 th of October
9:30 pm.
Much time was left for my birthday ,
Tring ! Tring !
My phone was ringing i was in unconscious​ state , was trying hard to reach my phone but i couldn't.
Four large vomiting of blood,
I did, chill was running in my nerves things started blurring out last thing from that i remember​ before blacking out was something blurry most of all like a dream but real one i saw him falling, falling deep into well my screams left my lungs burning and gasping for air and my conscious was slipping of my fingers.
With trembling hands he took my hands into his,
keep patience ambulance will be reaching here soon ! i guess he was paramedic or neighbor 

Repeatedly i was reacting kalima
As i was sure, these were the final breaths .
With an crescent smile and eye's filled with tears i had no idea why my lungs were aching so Badly, and how many more breaths were left in my chest
Smile was on face my because finally my end time has arrived.
Soon time will put halt on my breaths and pain,
In little time I'll meet, love of my life.
My heart beat was dropping down.
Strange sensation was running into my body after 3 long years  Faith was putting end to my wait, finally time has arrived and for despite of breath taking pain i closed my eyes peacefully and was​ losing my self into laps of time remembering my tiny hands holding finger,
My tiny legs were learning how to walk.
Still sometimes that story echoes in my mind .
I was 1 year old when i uttered first word,
"Dadu"
And my only wish was that before i die this should be my last word.
I was losing my conscious,
Before that I made sure to close my fist frimly so i don't lose my ring.
My liver colour yemni aqeeq !.
Last gift of my grand pa to me after his death i never took off that from my finger ., After my death as per my will that ring will be to buried with me in my grave.
Laps of Memories reminded me how rumi lost his star.

Shams ! Shams ! Shams
Echoing in the air of konya,
Silent streets were mourning.
Stars were dim.
He died?
Rumi asked !
No baba replied his son.
Then where is he sultan waleed ?
Rumi asked .
Baba I'll find him where ever he is exclaimed sultan waleed .
Find him my son before i gives up,
Body cannot survive without it's soul for long period my son,
In deep sad and despaired of voice rumi said.,
Dealing with sudden disappearance of shams was like an Battle for rumi.
He was like an life less soul who is begging for his soul from time.
Tyrant time didn't showed a sing of Mercy and never letted this love soul find each other again.
Shams r.a and rumi got vanished from Page's of history as in they never existed.,
There love was buried with them.
There name were never taken again together.
As fables they got lost,
But love never dies..,