The funeral

Sorry about the depressing title, but this is just what I saw and that struck me so hard.

Cancer. A word that can turn every smile into a tear. A word that gave unanswered questions to millions across the globe. A word that showed us all what pain was. I had often wondered how painful it was to look at people eaten by this gory episode. Many books with sad endings and movies that could have touched a million hearts touched mine too, but i still wondered, is it that bad? Why does it happen to such innocent people? I wondered. It was not too long before I learnt that two of my relatives were affected by this monstrous disease. And one of whose funeral I had attended- was the first time i had ever been to one. It is the only word in English that blows a wave of sadness whenever said. The man who was victim was a relative not too intimate though, but now lifeless. He was known for his pride and stride as I heard. When i saw him during the later stages of the carcinoma, he was almost lifless. it was a painful scene to see him laying on his bed. He was just made of bones and skin that could barely cover him. His only hope was his eyes that had to speak all that he wanted. Too weak for any kind of movements, he was bed-ridden for almost six months. It took him an housr and half to complete one full meal,yet, to see him eat, happy was his family. It was indeed a heart- breaking scene to see someone reduced to a heap who was once fit as a fiddle. And now I see his family mourne over the loss of a great person. But this maybe for the good. After all, how long can his family see him through this painful drive of life?
I specially dedicate this post to him and his family.
May he rest in peace.