She walked two steps behind me...
Clutching the railing..
Years of pain..so evident in those eyes
So sick..she had forgotten her footwear...
Barefoot on the hot Delhi Railway Station...

Never had she failed to leave me till my train..

I begged I pleaded...
"Please don`t..You are sick"
She answered in silence
I relented...

Yet my love for her...
Agitated me deep inside...churned me..
My helplessness..
Helplessness of all the damn doctors..
Her refusal to see any of them...
And yet the pain....
So hidden from the world
so evident to me
and her futility in hiding it..

She is not with me now..
And will never be..

She loved me..
I miss you
Grandma