Move on ?

Mehul sat at aloof at the dark corner of his empty room , only filled with his random thoughts. He had just come from a funeral of someone really close and dear to him. The sudden abduction of a dear one by death had left him numbed. It was a part of him that had been taken away with out a replacement ever to be found for it.
The pain of loosing someone so near and dear to him had been gravely unbearable for him. He had managed to indulge in any kind of public communication with anyone at the funeral and had quietly returned to his room leaving a part of him there forever. The thought of being so incomplete had never really occurred to Mehul in the past 24 years of his life, but this incident had suddenly changed things around him.

He sat silently next to the bedpost, gazing at the emptiness that filled not only his room , but his heart and soul. He could hear the ghost of condolences and sorry words hover in that room. Each trying to pacify him and each telling him that 'it will be over soon, it will be over'.

It was this very phrase that had been bothering him, irritating him. His heart, his mind failed to justify this phrase in every aspect. His body despised of it and his brain raised a battalion of questions that he failed to find any answer to.

How can you get over the loss of someone so near and dear?? We all move on but how can time replace that missing piece of the puzzle?? Can the memories of those gone ever be over or erased or replaced ?? If only our our hard-disk had a re-write option, things would have been more simplified in life.

Like someone rightly said : It is indeed surprising that the loss of someone dear to us doesn't kill us always , but then it doesn't even leave us alive in the same way... we tend to live and continue but something changes and changes forever ...