The fragility of life is rarely realized till death rears its ugly head and snatches it away from you. It leaves you with the bitter comprehension that nothing lasts for ever. Time spent with a loved one will never come back. Leaves you with nothing but long lost memories of warm scented summers spent together. Grief alone sinks in the harsh realization that its now too late…too late to say the things that were left unsaid…to late for the moments of togetherness that were so yearned for …too late to give back even a bit of what was received. All that is left now is the agonizing image of a pale figure between hospital tubes…an image that will be imprinted onto my heart for ever