The last few months were very busy months for me. I lost someone who was like a part of my soul. Why should I say only soul? It was the body also who took me this world. It was the mind also that made me think. She was my mother. Whenever I write, “She was”, the past tense linked with her hits me all the time. I love to think that she is still with me and I do believe that she is with me. So much love, caresses, sacrifice and devotion just cannot get burnt up along with her mortal existence. She believes very much Hindu Shastra. So I believe her existence beyond her mortal death.
Slowly I am coming back to life. I joined lab again. Again the tussle of daily life resumed. May be everything will be alright after sometime.
