Farewell

My grandma used to say, 'I  like people coming but their farewell saddens my heart'. Yes, a heavy sadness descends on our soul when a beloved is departing since every moment lived with him becomes alive again and one finds oneself at a loss whether he should live with those memories or die with this ever-deepening pain, and mind you, I am using a word 'live' not 'spend' so as to kindle a feeling in your heart that there was so much togetherness that the thought of separation can never creep in. The walls of space and time are smashed down when the gloomy evening of some bleak and dismal day throbs with the music of silent steps of the gone by and releases the fragrance of memory that fills my solitude with presence.