Love is god, God is love

He walked across the room and stood near him. His friend didn't look up. His friend looked worried. It was like all the joy was sucked out of his friend. He sat next to him and looked at him. Nothing again from his friend. Not even a pause in what he was doing. Looks like his friend is deeply focused on his work. Why wouldn't he look up ? why wouldn't his friend speak to him anymore ?  Was it something he said ? It must be something he said. He regretted being indifferent to his friend earlier. He thought he should have treated his friend with due respect. 

For all he had been and for all that he had not, he wanted to apologize to his friend, he wanted to erase everything from the face of his life like they never happened and wanted to start afresh.

Would his friend forgive him ? He knew he must take the step forward. He touched his friend's hand. His hand just melted like mist while the friend's hand remained intact. He didn't know what was happening. He couldn't touch his friend. If he tried to do so, his hand just went through his friend's body. Was this a dream ? No it wasn't. It looked like he was not for real. 

There was a newspaper lying besides his friend. He noticed a photo on it. He immediately recognized it. It was his.  When he went close to it and read the lines above the photo - "Boy loses life in a freak accident", he was stunned. It all came to him now. He did not live any more. He was a ghost !! A spirit or a soul !! He now had not a life where he can shower love and receive love. All the love and affection that he got from his family & friends, he ought to have returned them. He hadn't. He'd missed a life time. He cried out loud, no one would hear him.

Love your near and dear ones. You'll not get to do so when you are no more near them.

Ta