The event
dates back
to the late 90’s
being the day of Pongal,
Shreya reminisces.
She and her kids
were decorating the house,
her boys helped her in hanging
maavilai thoranai.
A call from her brother,Anil,
shook her complacency.
It would lead to a turbulence later.
Did Shreya Know?
He spoke in haste
asked her to rush
to her mother’s place.
He said “the situation is grim”,
expects it would turn into a disaster soon.
She reached the place.
Stood dumbfounded.
Saw, panic.
It was pandemonium.
The inmates were jostling in a frenzy
trying to escape from unwanted associations
Right, there she was in the midst of hell.
Little did she know that it would be her last visit.
Whom should she blame?
Could she point her finger at her mother?
No, she looked so desperate.Pathetic.
She fixed her eyes on her father,
an accusing stare.
He looked daggers at her.
Shreya turned towards Anil.
He looked demure. Feigned innocence.
His eyes
gave out the deceit.
That day remains
fresh in Shreya’s mind
even today.
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