In this deserted island there is no other soul, there is nothing but me.
As my consciousness drifted apart.
I can only focus on one thing, the sound of my beating heart.
Thirst is all I can sense now, other sense seems to fail in my misery.
How I ended up here is still an unsolved mystry.
My eyes are hurting with strong gaze of sun.
My mind is telling me move to the shade but my body is unable to run.
I don't think I will die just yet but I know for sure I won't live much longer.
As my body is getting weaker by minute and hunger is getting stronger.
I can't tell the time but when sun will be low and temperature little down.
I will muster up all my courage and make my move around.
As the time passes by I realized one thing.
That death is real but dream is of forever living.
As the sun is setting I moved my hand to support myself for standing.
Than only I realized the weight of my body and energy I am exerting.
Harder I tried to crawl towards the leafy beach.
The more I realized my life is out of my reach.
But still through all the pain and suffering as made to the uneven bark of that long tree.
I heard the sound of a miracle over me, chopper flying near by me.
Exhausted and dehydrated, still I managed to shout with my dry and low voice.
But as seeing the result of my doubtful attempt my mind became blank without my choice.
I felt a softer ground as if I am in heaven and breeze on my skin as if an floating.
Opening my eyes I saw the view of my blissful life, my family, friends and doctors debating.
I missed them so much, I missed my life.
Though it was just a couple of days but still my thoughts were in strife.
I loved it to be back in the city and between it's noise and lights.
But sometimes just sometimes I miss that island and it's quite.
- Kajal Panwar
