A Radiologist by profession and a mother of two.
Writing is my ‘me-time’’... my ‘happy-place’.
However, the onus of the final decision rested with the two matriarchs—Mihir’s Bua Ji and her grandmother. If they agreed, then the rest of the kin had no alternative but to fall in line.
A familiar kick I cherished rose from my womb into my heart. The pulse of my baby flowed and percolated in every crack, every gaping hole within me.
They all laughed and it seemed like all their issues melted away, and their laugher twined them to each other in sublime calm.
My gaze moved to a photo of Biji, my mother, placed on the mantelpiece. How many more mysteries were hidden behind that smile?
Kamla tai had thought of hanging up her boots and relaxing. But life, her nemesis, still unfatigued and untired, had decided a to twist the knife in deeper, this time.
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