It was as if a dam had broken and everything came tumbling out. Her grief, the hollowness, the rift with her husband and the constant aching pain.
An unborn's child fictional letter to his mom. A poignant read which will tug at your heart strings.
I care about people who do not come from a background like mine. I care about people who are worthy, who belong, but are not afforded the same opportunities as me. And you know what? This is precious to me, Maahi.
"The company does not want any gap in between studies and job, and you have a year’s gap before you joined MBA”. My heart sank and I sat down with tears in my eyes. Yes,... I didn’t know how to justify the gap of loss of a loved one.
A dirge by a mother, who has just lost her child to the erasing blackness of death. She was a mother. But she's nameless, now. A mother, no more.
I met Meghna Girish a few days ago. She is truly an inspiration with her calm voice and soft words, that hide a pain that can never go away - of the loss of her son.
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