Last Wish. Poem by Gangadharan nair Pulingat..

The patient was in deathbed
The relatives panicked and sat near
The elder son in tears standing by
And looks the father in sorrow
And slowly he sees the eyes are open
And something the ailing one wishes
To see what it is he slowly bend downwards
And asked what you wish my beloved
The sound vibration he understood
It was the life companion mobile phone.
A hallucinated thought of ailing mind
Some one exclaimed and others repeated.