That night, as Priya was having her dinner, her thoughts started to crawl around Raj. She was having her favorite meal. Her mom has prepared it to perfection. She looked at her mom, who was busy in the kitchen. She thought how her life would have gone miserable, if her mom was not around. Her mom is her beautician, dietician, assistant, caretaker, secretary and what not. Her mom is her shadow. Priya will lose her mind, if her mom is out and about even for one day. She was able to understand the pain that Raj and his dad are experiencing. The emptiness from inside and out, with which one should learn to live is a lifetime challenge. Time might soothe the pain, but it can't completely wipe off the memories.
“Priya what are you thinking? Your food is going cold”, interrupted Priya's mom.
Priya sunk into her thoughts and when she came back to the reality, immediately she uttered, “Thank you mom. The food is delicious. I love it”
Her mom having never heard any compliments from her before, got emotional when she heard those words. Will there be anything better that could happen to a mom, more than the credits from her child.
Priya couldn't stop thinking about Raj. She had known people fighting a silent battle of building themselves, after their dear loss. But, she felt sorry and overwhelming sympathy for Raj. The missing feminine elements in his life, troubled her. Her mind was racing through to compensate for those missing elements. But, she was not sure!
Next morning, she reached her work early. She rushed to Raj’s room, even though there wasn't any need. Still she went, for her silly heart drove her so.
Raj was lying down, with eyes wide open, staring at the panels on the ceiling. He was smiling and seemed to be lost in his own world. He did not notice Priya.
For the first time, Priya noticed her heart race and she was a bit restless.
“Good morning”, wished Priya, with a cute grin on her face.
“Very good morning”, replied Raj.
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