Absence

Déjà Vu! A sudden call, a sudden death, a similar drive home, hysteria and yet enough composure to reach the destination. A dead body of another ‘baby’, the same need to be in control, to manage the situation. The same questions, the same guilt. A cremation ground, lighting the pyre, yet again. The hands shivering again, the mind panicking, again. The same loneliness, yet again.

Sleepless nights, the dead body flashing in front of my eyes repeatedly, again! Being driven home from the airport. There’ll be no one waiting at the door, wagging his tail, barking at his mom to pick him up or worse still, turn away in anger, for being away!