Yes, I lost her
by Utkarsh Saxena
(Lucknow, UP, India)
27 APRIL 2011,the day of the Satan.
I was 15 then. She made halwa, puri and put some grapes in my tiffin. I sat in my school van, she bade me bye bye. I happily ate the delicious food she had given. 14:30 I returned to my house. Too many cars were there around my house. Many relatives had come to my house. I entered the house and and my grandpa said that my mother died in an accident. That was all ."Died in an accident". no last words,no words after the bye. She went away without saying a word. No more Sitar.She was a Lecturer of Sitar. All music had vanished. My father came in the evening with her body.He laid her on the ice slab. "Now we are alone" he said to me and embraced me crying in my arms. How many pains she had taken for meee, but I couldn't serve her anymore.The world had ended. The delicious meal I had eaten was the last meal made by my mother. I was not able to cry for three days- I don't know why. I pray for you maa, i hope where ever you are, you live happily. I crave for my next birth when I can cry in your arms. I promise maa I will never disobey you. Give me another chance to serve you.
The world has changed after the moment you left us. I had qualified Kvpy. Got the second rank in class 11. qualified RMO. I wished you could have been here to praise me. You are far too beautiful for this. Hold our sweet memories until we meet.
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