Yours was a life full of silence,
Call it labyrinthine, call it serpentine, call it crystalline,
Call it anything, you lived it to the fullest
With simplicity and divinity of the sages.
Autistic by birth, with needs few and wishes fewer,
You set an example to the world that man lives not
By bread alone for love is the main ingredient
That makes the soup of life palatable and formidable.
I remember how mama used to tell me that she had
Her eldest son who was just like you and when he died,
Mama prayed to God to return her son.
God listened to her grief and brief was the time
When she gave birth to you and you resembled her elder son.
In those days, all children were alike
And mama loved you, we all love you.
Now that you are struggling between life and death
With none of us to stand by your side,
Except health professionals,
I pray to God to give you courage
To fight this pandemic.
And even if you succumb to it,
I know you will be happy
For since a long time, mama and papa want to see you.
They want to tell you how they were with you
At each and every moment of life.
I know death is just a change
From one form of life to another.
You will be young and healthy again
And you will walk proudly
For victory is eventually yours my dear brother.
We all love you and pray to God
To keep you happy always.
All men have an angel guarding them
And God gave you two
For he knows best all our daily needs.