Our Self-Written Obituaries – Devyani Srivastava, Noida
The 217th death.
[Text and photos sent by Devyani Srivastava]
She was all of 30 when she left this side of the world. It was an anxiety attack that took her to the stars and the moons.
Devyani Srivastava was an almost-writer, a half-wanderer and, unfortunately, a full-time civil servant.
An hour before she left us, she had played the tabla, her only love for more than 20 years.
Ms Srivastava has left no will. Among her most prized possessions were her books, some were by poets Faiz, Ghalib and Rumi; the rest included favorites such as Harry Potter and Goosebumps. She has also left behind an incomplete draft of what could have been her first poetry book, a few bottles of Old Monk, a couple of chocolate bars and her tiny Mickey Mouse soft toy. Her friends and nieces know what to do with her green bike.
She always wanted the world to be a free place where one could dream freely, follow passions madly and, most importantly, choose what not to do in life. Hope she finds a goodnight sleep and a warm mug of hot chocolate up there.
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