she is no more

by vaijayanta

I held her in my arms gently
careful not to hurt her skin
95% burn , the Doctor said in a resigned tone.
She uttered the word 'ichamaran' as if like a dialogue,
I said its not a T.V serial, its real.
She glanced at her peeling skin flicked some away and laughed
Its real isn’t it? she asked.
She wanted to sign instead of putting a thumb impression on the police statement.
She smiled again two days later when she held my hand to her heart
This time because I had managed to get her far off son to come to her and her long lost brother too.
She looked at me as always for guidance and assurance that I will be there with her till the end and perhaps beyond.
I eased her into sleep and calmness and then…..
She was no more.

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