No One Repents

Timing is never right. Never for anything bad to happen. At least I could have got some salary credited, setup up my life insurance, which would have been 10*34 = 3.4Cr at least (After May). But no, life would have been a bit better then right. I haven’t been diagnosed yet. But I know its Oral Cancer. 

I know I can survive this. But how, that scares me to my bones. And honestly like everything else in my life this was also my stupidity.

But one father burning two son corpses, wouldn’t that be too much. I am not a sexist, but my sisters are not the kind who would accomplish something out of ordinary of their own. This mixed with the societal archetypes. It just breaks my heart.

I mean I wanted a child early in life, to teach him, make him a capable human being, while i still can, because I used to think that would be the thing I leave behind, maybe not a great name, generations of wealth but a capable human who will make their own way, no matter the circumstances, like my father did, like my uncle did, like my grandfather did and like his grandfather did before him.

And now, I can feel the pain, that tells me everything I know, Every potential that I had. All of that dies with me.