I was walking under an umbrella that night. It had been raining since noon and if I had to follow my mood, I just didn’t want to leave the house. But that night was a celebration of our mother’s 71st birthday. I wanted to be there.
Under a canopy of the bus shelter, I sat on a bench and waited. I caught the white and red lights from vehicles slowly passing. Everything was moving at a slow pace. But they went back normal when the bus arrived.
Soon, there I was, had the birthday celebration with my sisters, without Mum.
Under a canopy of the bus shelter, I sat on a bench and waited. I caught the white and red lights from vehicles slowly passing. Everything was moving at a slow pace. But they went back normal when the bus arrived.
Soon, there I was, had the birthday celebration with my sisters, without Mum.
