Don’t let yourself be emptied… Life doesn’t depend on anything yet living totally relies on emotions.. They either can destroy you or can revive!
Som is the only kid to Suyash and Arunima. Normally kids’ world revolves around parents here; Arunima’s sphere has been limited to her son.
“How many times will I have to tell you for not bringing your kid to our place?” Arunima loudly, to her maid whose son Chandar is trying to play with Som’s toys.
Living in the servant’s cottage, he fascinatingly observes Som’s daily routine. But, Arunima has never liked these meager people.
A month has passed after Som’s sudden demise in an accident. Arunima’s life has come at a halt. Suyash tries hard to make her feel normal but hasn’t still succeeded. Arunima has almost forgotten how to express! Now she mechanically follows the daily routines.
It’s late today and Suyash is not home yet. Chandar with his mother is with Arunima.
“Chandar, don’t touch anything. Put it back.” His mother scolds him.
“Let him…” says Arunima in a feeble voice.
“You know, Som’s favorite song is my favorite too. Can we…?” Chandar asks handing over Som’s iPod to Arunima.
Arunima is sitting on the swing after a month moving it slowly; caressing Chandar’s head. Tears accompany her along with…
