That was the night when the wind was blowing really hard and there was no electricity in our campus.
“Ok!” and she started talking, pausing in between to suppress her tears. “My name is Kaveri and we live in Bangalore. I study in fourth grade. I was my Mom’s darling but Dad never liked me. He would always ask Mom to keep me away from him. I could never figure out why.When Mom had told me that very soon wewould get a baby at home, I was so happy. One week back we came here for the marriage function of my favourite aunty, my Mom’s youngest sister and day before yesterday, in the evening, Mom had severe pain and Dad rushed her to this hospital where Mom delivered a cute baby girl yesterday morning.When I was brought to my Mom, I could hear Dad shouting badlt at Mama. Then, Dad hurried out of the room with my baby sister in his hands. I kept on asking Mom what happened. She did not answer and sat there like a stone. Then the lady in white dress came and took her away somewhere.”
“Uncle, I could not do anything. I could not save my sister. I could not save my Mom.” She started shaking like a leaf.
“I screamed at the top of my lungs. Nobody heard me. I did not know what to do? I was suffocating there. Suddenly, I noticed that the room was getting filled up with dark smoke from below the door. I crawled under the old cot kept in one corner, out of fear. Suddenly, I felt something under my feet. I dragged the bundle towards me.”
Sanjeev came back home with so many questions unanswered in his mind and this is certainly one incident he will never forget in his life, for sure.
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