What is left behind …

This post is an attempt at capturing my raw feelings about someone I knew from the moment I was born and owe my very existence to.

The WhatsApp message flashed in the darkness. A single drop of tear rolled down and stopped halfway through as I closed my eyes. The message from my brother was clear and definitive. I was waiting for it. “Maa left us at 10 this morning”. It was the day before Christmas, 2021 — the year that we…