3rd Feb : A day in Mortuary

The day when Maa was all alone in the mortuary .

Without her favorite bed and soft pillow and bedsheet . 

And above all , without we all .

while leaving for hospital , she was sure of coming back in 30 minutes , but divine had other plans . 

This would be perhaps her first night without we all ... all alone . 

When I reached the site , my first though was how she would have managed to sleep without a pillow , she never did . 

Tearful Farewell

My friends and relatives talk about mourning as if the sense of loss grows smaller or more manageable over time, but I’m not so sure. Maa left me today . And there is a strange feeling every year on this day . I start my day as if she is alive and will leave me exactly late in the evening at 10:15 PM . The gaping hole left by my mother’s loss can actually feel like it’s getting larger every year .