Yesterday, late evening as me and Harshi were laying on the bed, we started to talk and as usual we landed on Hari’s topic.
Without my knowledge, I just started pouring out memories of how eagerly I used to share all the detailed events of every big and small details of the day. It brought back memories of those carefree jokes, satires and fun-light hearted moments.
Where, when, how did those days just passed by, when and how did I let Hari slip through my eyes. How much I still miss him, how much will these kids miss him, how many more such moments I might forget to share with these kids……….
How often, infact every moment of my day I miss my mom and Hari,…..My two best friends, my most important limbs that helped me function normally. I feel paralysed, I feel lifeless, I feel a huge void no one can ever fill. Sometimes I wonder if anyone is really even bothered about me or my void feeling. Will there be anyone who will ever think of spending time with me unconditionally?
A peep into HimaHari's world 