We will miss you always

Her eyes turned red...a tiny drop of tear made an escape and rolled down the cheek.. I blankly stared at my Mom who continued cutting vegetables with eyes full of tears...

My mind quickly revisited the topics we were discussing.. "Was it any of my statement that hurt her so intensely? Stupid just remember and tell you didn't mean anything to hurt her", echoed in my mind continuously. But all the while I was just giving her detail of how my day went. I quizzically looked at her, loss of word myself. As if to answer my unasked question she turned to me, gave a faint smile and said "This song was her favourite ! I miss her so much". I quickly grabbed the remote of TV to increase the volume. We both listened and none of us spoke till the song ended.

Loosing the most loved person of your life is always heartbreaking. It has been 8 years since my grandma's death but the pain is so very fresh.

Series of flashback played in my mind..The name by which she called me "Agam" (after the name of Agamoni / Lord Durga) rang in my ears. A name which got lost with her disappearance. Her innocent smile, story telling sessions, her stuffing us with tasty hand made recipes and unbound love..everything seemed to have happened just yesterday.

But the loss was way lot bigger for my Mom..She lost that person who brought her into this world, helped her with the first step, loved and protected her from all odd until one day death snatched her away. It took away the roof of love,protection and infinite care and she had to learn to exist, knowing she would never experience that pure love ever. A giant void which has now become a part of her..But Life is to move on..

I put a hand around my Mom, she responded with a smile and We resumed our talks both knowing which topic to avoid !

"Didu you will be loved and missed always"

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