Vision

This is a small story about human feelings and family bondage. It’s another morning... Again I have to go to the office. Oh, this is me… I shouted having a glance at my snap in today’s newspaper. But what the HELL is it doing in the death column?? ……..Strange !… One sec... Let me think, last night when I was going to the bed I had a severe pain in my chest; but I don’t remember anything after that, I think I had a sound sleep. It’s morning now, ohh….. It’s already 10:00 AM, where is my coffee? I will be late for the office and my boss will get a chance to irritate me. Where is everyone…??? I screamed. “I think there is a crowd outside my room, let me check.” I said to myself. So many people….. Not all of them crying… But why are some of them crying ?? WHAT IS THIS??? I’m laying there on the floor… “I AM HERE” … I shouted!!! No one listens. “LOOK I AM NOT DEAD” … I screamed once again!!! No one is interested in me. They were all looking at me on the