A fleeting moment between life and death
Sunday, 19 August 2007
Ishmam Raidah Rahman
15, only 15 years old, too young to die but fate is unchangeable. It's her fault too. Very thin, her face gaunt and white and extremely weak, she lay in bed. The sun rose and the weak feeble rays of light fell on her face. A tear tickled down her cheek. She sighed a heavy sigh, a sigh of grief. She might leave this wonderful world today or tomorrow no matter what the doctors said. She knows it. Just a few days ago, she did not know how it feels but now she knows how it feels when you know you are going to die but you cannot do anything about it. The sun became brighter and its light and warmth filled the room. She closed her eyes and tried to recall her life. Her life was full of sad and happy moments. She remembered something when she was scared to look into the future or look back into the past and that something was her best friends always cheering her on. She thought of her family.
They had dreams for her but now all those dreams faded away and she could do nothing. She couldn't fulfill her parents' dreams or her friends' wishes. She thought of leaving the world when her dreams are incomplete. She could do nothing. She remembered the innocence of her childhood. She visioned herself vividly, laughing and playing in the green pasture. She remembered her school, she had everything which a normal teenage girl wants in her school life, fame and popularity in school but in the same time she has nothing. She felt a squeeze in her hand. It was a feeling she recalled when her first boyfriend held her hand She smiled. She cherished those memories. It seemed a long time ago She thought about her mother who was always there to support her and help her to climb each step of her life and she could not give her mother anything in return but sorrow. She sighed again. She remembered that day she became an anorexic. She sighed a sigh of regret. She couldn't help it. It was her fault too; actually it was all her fault.
There was a girl long time ago who was attractive, athletic and active but now that same girl, in a short span of time, is the girl who became weak and feeble and did not even have the energy to stand up. Tears welled up in her eyes. That girl, the same girl lay there on the bed. She was obsessed with her weight before. It might sound funny but she was influenced by another girl who was anorexic too.
She used to throw up everyday. She thought she would get a great figure. She became obsessed about losing weight because she was anorexic. Her parents found out but still she went on throwing up secretly. That was her greatest regret. She was hospitalized three times but still she could not stop. Now this is the fourth and the last time she is ever going to be hospitalised. She closed her eyes. . For the last time she remembered her life full of all the wonderful people. She drifted into a deep sleep never meant to be disturbed and her soul was gone and only her body lay there.
15, only 15 years old, too young to die but fate is unchangeable. It's her fault too. Very thin, her face gaunt and white and extremely weak, she lay in bed. The sun rose and the weak feeble rays of light fell on her face. A tear tickled down her cheek. She sighed a heavy sigh, a sigh of grief. She might leave this wonderful world today or tomorrow no matter what the doctors said. She knows it. Just a few days ago, she did not know how it feels but now she knows how it feels when you know you are going to die but you cannot do anything about it. The sun became brighter and its light and warmth filled the room. She closed her eyes and tried to recall her life. Her life was full of sad and happy moments. She remembered something when she was scared to look into the future or look back into the past and that something was her best friends always cheering her on. She thought of her family.
They had dreams for her but now all those dreams faded away and she could do nothing. She couldn't fulfill her parents' dreams or her friends' wishes. She thought of leaving the world when her dreams are incomplete. She could do nothing. She remembered the innocence of her childhood. She visioned herself vividly, laughing and playing in the green pasture. She remembered her school, she had everything which a normal teenage girl wants in her school life, fame and popularity in school but in the same time she has nothing. She felt a squeeze in her hand. It was a feeling she recalled when her first boyfriend held her hand She smiled. She cherished those memories. It seemed a long time ago She thought about her mother who was always there to support her and help her to climb each step of her life and she could not give her mother anything in return but sorrow. She sighed again. She remembered that day she became an anorexic. She sighed a sigh of regret. She couldn't help it. It was her fault too; actually it was all her fault.
There was a girl long time ago who was attractive, athletic and active but now that same girl, in a short span of time, is the girl who became weak and feeble and did not even have the energy to stand up. Tears welled up in her eyes. That girl, the same girl lay there on the bed. She was obsessed with her weight before. It might sound funny but she was influenced by another girl who was anorexic too.
She used to throw up everyday. She thought she would get a great figure. She became obsessed about losing weight because she was anorexic. Her parents found out but still she went on throwing up secretly. That was her greatest regret. She was hospitalized three times but still she could not stop. Now this is the fourth and the last time she is ever going to be hospitalised. She closed her eyes. . For the last time she remembered her life full of all the wonderful people. She drifted into a deep sleep never meant to be disturbed and her soul was gone and only her body lay there.