I was busy comforting myself.. I mean I was taking shower. Yes, that’s only solace seeking activity left to me after I became mother.
Went to wodden cottages in Dehradoon flipping torn pages of an old book as I allowed my thoughts to take me wherever they want.
Thap.. Thap.. Thap..
Not sure was that the wind hitting the bathroom door .. stop.. again thap… stop.. thap..
I came out.. been attacked.. my wet hair were been pulled mercilessly.. her curious eyes asking my absence.. tiny hands bringing me closer to her.. taking half of my cheeks inside her mouth
One of those violence which starts with a separation anxiety and ends with an awkward kiss.