He came over on a saturday evening.
The first thing i did was to hug him.
I wanted to cry. But i didnt.
Skip the rest, I rested my head on his shoulder.
I said that I m disappointed in myself. Mom told me this and that, but i m doing it...
N suddenly i hugged him and cried. And he was like why r u crying? Why are u taking it so difficultly?
Apparently I was freaked out over some ghostly experience in my house.
And that having no mom scared the shit out of me. And he consoled me.
Told me to switch on morning paath and rehraas sahib in the evening.
Leave the light on during the night.
Stuff like that. I listened and I did.
It really reassured me.
I felt good.
And he cooked for me...He made pasta so professionally...Wow...
delicious Rum arrabiata pasta...yummy...
I ate like no one's biz...OMG! so fillin!
Yum Yum!
Thank u, B
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