We struggled to get him a pair of lungs so he could have had a transplant. We raised the monies.
His body didnt want to be with us anymore. I guess his spirit gave up on this big bad world filled with virus.
He breathed his last. Leaving before a 2 year old kid. No value absolutely to the 1 Cr monies we raised. It didnt matter anymore.
I live amidst hatred and rejection. Our mortality sure is the last thing on our minds. We love the games we play with each other more than anything else.
Our egos will let us believe we will be here forever.
Ankur is dead. Long live our ego.
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