Feeds

She was betrayed and hurt by her loved ones and a few nerds, slowly and for sure she became bitter and alone, a schizophrenic doubting even herself. Mislaying herself and her sanity, she decided to do some inner engineering. Surrendered to live in a consecrated space to find her true self- Inward she searched, layer by layer she finding herself. Embracing her fragility and shedding all her ruefulness, she came back to life, a new her, new vistas. Now she stepped back into the maddening crowd with new zest, new possibilities inside. Intuitive and enlightened she now only smiled.

He hugged me without his warm smile that day but his embrace was warm and longer than usual. Mom informed he had stopped smiling some weeks ago. We took him to AIIMS, the oesophageal cancer was spreading fast, his voice turned hoarse and no food reached his stomach. Papa’s eyes were now perpetually moist, poignant and waiting because of the agonizing pain or the truth or both? As we got him home from the hospital, he was emotionless and stiff almost like a stone, but his puffed face donned a pleasing smile. Motionless void of any pain he only smiled.