Solar Death

I always fancied a death.

Most romantic death.

I want to kiss sun while I die. I might burn into ashes before I am near. Who'll take me to sun just to die. I want to die a solar death! Who will give heed? I would be very happy to die like that. I always had this deep desire. I can trace it back to my childhood when I like to wake up with sum. Sun was my company, my friend, my guardian and my lover. Sun never left me. Sun always came back. Sun was the most consoling presence in my life. I am hugely indebted! There was light... filtering and searching for me even in my dark room with windows shut. I never minded how strong the sun's rays were. I never got tired of gazing at the sun. I loved it like me. The essence of sun that I hold in my name is the most precious gift that my parents ever gave me. Or may be I was destined to be so.