Day 493

 

 

I never thought that one day I’ll sit down and write this obituary. Well, since, my last post, I was busy in managing the day to day requirement of my business. Every day, I was learning new things. The things which weren’t taught at my B School during my PGDM course. Several times, I got good ideas to write about but sometimes due to delay in writing or due to some other reasons, every time I have delayed my writing.

 

Time was also passing with its pace. I never thought with this due course of time, I’ll see the thing which I never imagined. Not in my wildest dreams. I lost my mother on January 16,2023. Still, I’m unable to believe this. I spend my entire day on 15 January with her. I was sitting in her bedroom while she had her lunch and afternoon nap. She told me to prepare tomato soup for her which I did. During extreme cold days, she loved to have hot cup of tomato soups. She was not showing any signs which indicated towards any abnormal thing. Although she was patient of Asthma. She was having numerilising machine and asthma pump with her in the bedroom along with oxygen cylinder.

 

She had evening tea with us. She was talking and laughing with all of us like normal days. She had dinner at the proper time also. But after 1 o’clock in night, daddy called us. We rushed to her bedroom. We began to pump her chest. But she wasn’t responding. We called the ambulance but the time we reached the ambulance, the doctor declared her brought dead. It came as a shock to us. None of us could believe this. But we were helpless. We couldn’t do anything. Few hours back, she was alive. Talking, laughing, scolding me. But now she was still and inactive.

 

Every time, I feel that she is still there. Every corner of the house reminds me of her. For me, she will always be there. Whenever I used to leave the house to come for work and the time I used to return, she used to sit in her chair. Sometimes, she used to call me when I was at work and told me to bring few household things. Since, she had left us, today is the day I have come to the work. But still, my attention is at my home. I don’t know how I’ll face myself after returning home.

 

Few times, I used to leave the house for work when she used to be worshipping God. So, today, also I felt that she is busy in doing that. But after coming to work, a sense of loneliness covered me up. It was like daily routine to see her waiting for me after returning home. Although, I have never cried in front of daddy but when I’m alone I can’t control my tears.

 

Mummy, I know you are watching me. Please come back. I’m missing you.