Putting a fullstop and moving on to the next phase/next part of life is difficult. Especially when that chapter ended on a sad note.
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Shikha, an 18 year old girl, going through emotions even the adults haven't mastered dealing with.
Grief. A 5-letter-word. Reaches so deep inside you, that after a point it consumes you. It becomes you.
Sasha has been in a terrible accident and is now hospitalized, the only thing doctor says can be done is to wait. But nobody tells how long to wait? Will waiting change the circumstances?
I don't have the answers to that, but I wait. I go to her everyday and wait for her, with her. But I feel guilty as well. Guilty for the position she is in right now.
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Sneak Peek :
3 years ago :
I lay on the bed waiting for sleep to take me, but it continues to deny me the comfort I seek. It's been months but my brain denies processing the fact that she is fighting somewhere between life and death, while we wait. The doctors' words, continuously rings in my ear "All we can do is wait." A dry laugh which sounds more like a choked sob leaves my mouth as I turn to my left and let the tears trace down their regular path.