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A mid age man with thick beared is sitting on his couch in a well organized room. His neatly arranged decorum is just according to his expressions calm and cold, paint on walls and his getup both are showing decency, while his rigidness is clear from his face features and the curtains that are completely restricting outer light to come inside. His burning cigar is the actual image of his heart. His eyes are disperately waiting for something.. and with the vibration of cell his eyes widened.. fixed his eyes on his cell phone.. his scary face expressions are showing that the wait is over.. but soon his eyes turned bigger and blood strains are visible in them, clenching his fist, he kept on scrolling.. through his medical reports..

His calm and cold expressions are melting..

and with that he laid in head down position, hiding his face in his arms.

The temperature of room is continuesly lowering and it feels like freezed.. but he is laying unknown of all factors.

many hours passed, he is not getting up ..

no meal or water.. no change in position and no effect of freezing temperature.

He is laying as he is dead.

After few more hours.. he stood from his couch, opened curtains and realized that its almost mid in the night.. stars are shinning all around in sky.. unlike his fate .. that has lost its shine.

It is clear from his face that either he is died or he is about to die..

but still he has few days to live, according to his clinical reports he is having brain tumor last stage.

This news can be enough to kill every dream and every hope.. so was with him

He is behaving like a lost soul.. but he has reason to do so..