Scene 1 : Care
Her trembling hands caress the needle pricks,
fluttering eyes veil the glistening tears,
a feeble smile shadows the angst inside,
as she bids farewell, unprepared.
Scene 2 : Courage
Rose in hand, propped against the hospital wall,
a confession was made.
24 days — of togetherness, of adoration, of hope,
inadequate, yet overwhelming.
Scene 3 : Commitment
At 68 he joined a startup.
My startup.
From day to night, from losses to profits,
from a nobody to 40 under 40, we held on.
Epilogue :
Today, standing with folded hands,
as they grieve — they triumph.
My Mom. My Girlfriend. My Dad.
At my funeral.
Ananya Mehrotra
TY BSc