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The unspoken Words

The word wish itself brings a smile to the face. What a
person wishes for would be influenced by the age, gender, and
needs of the person. Like a child would desire toys and
chocolates, or its favourite cartoon character to be their real-
life size buddy, etc. A woman would maybe wish for some
exquisite jewellery or high-end clothes. Men would maybe wish
for a luxury car or a highly furnished house. Both would
undoubtedly be desirous of a fat bank balance. The above is
just a random list of wishes that the mind conjures images of at
the spur of the moment. If given a chance to wish, I would ask
for something different.
I lost my mother, who died in the early hours of the
morning. Unfortunately, she had lost her sense of speech and
hearing two months before she expired. Hence, she could not
communicate with any of us. I was very close to my mother.
The fact I could not speak with my mother when she breathed
her last added to my grief.
I am sure she also wanted to say a few words to me
before she left for her heavenly abode. So, here comes the
wish. I wish, somehow, I could hear her parting words, last
thoughts, any dying wish in her heart. I wish we had a way to
come to know what a person in the last moments of life feels or
wants to convey when their death is sudden or they pass away
in their sleep.

Tragedy struck again, and in a year, I lost my younger
sister. Her death was very sudden and tragic. I had spoken to
her on the phone just an hour before she died. She suffered a
massive cardiac arrest and passed away at that moment. My
grief compounded because I could not speak with her in her
last moments, whereas we used to talk twice and thrice a day
over the phone for hours. I kept wondering what must be the
last thought on her mind. Did she want to say something before
she left, but fate did not give her the chance?
I wish there would be some way I could hear her last words,
even if it were a whisper; It would give me closure.

With grief we see our loved ones sleeping silently
in death’s embrace
I wish we could hear their voice for one last time
to find solace

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