As I entered into the small
one bedroom flat of my son, I could feel another female’s presence there. The
other one was not visible but I knew she was here. I stopped my feet from
further advancement. I knew it ought to be a young female as the setting of the
room and the fragrance of her scent suggested.
I had to come to Australia to meet my son Aman after my pleadings
with him to leave Australia,
come back to India,
and live here with me were every time refused by him.
And I wondered that how could
a person after living in a country for twenty years will not be able to adjust
anymore. He had been living for last two years only in Australia
working as a Chef. And after two years, just two years he was finding it difficult
to return and adjust in his country of origin. Strange are the notions of
children of this generation I wondered.
So, one day after I met with
an accident and saw death with my eyes. I decided to meet my son soon, as death
could arrive anytime to fetch me.
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